Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25389303-20180831104140/@comment-27332019-20180903143701

Nobel bewildered by the fire and ice trapping him, He turned to investigate however he felt a sharp pain in his jaw as the Huntsman got him real good. His mask slightly tilts to the side revealing his cheek.

He staggered from the impact has knocked the metal shelf, He took a few seconds to recover from the initial attack he was very confused because a few minutes ago he thought he was going to walk out scot-free.

"Aura levels down to 95%!" The suit broadcasts to Alex and his assailant.

Well, this was bound to happen one way or another. He takes a quick glance at his attacker. Without a doubt, it had to be a mercenary or a huntsman: That unique appearance, well-toned body, and claws for weapons. And he had a female companion he didn't take a really good look at her since his mask was starting to fog from his breathing.

Alex swiftly fixes his mask and deploys Brummbär and was about to blast both attackers away with whatever rocket he has. But he comes to the terrifying realization that he was utterly pinned. His greatest weakness.

If he chose to fire at such a close proximity then three of them are going to come out of the vault with brand new holes in their bodies if they ever make it out alive, It was a lose-lose situation, Whoever he is up against has either been well informed or was just plain lucky. But Alex suddenly had an idea. Both were poorly equipped to handle any sort of Chemical attack and Nobel can walk out or finish him.

But as Alex quickly cycles through his cylinders. He then hits another brick wall...He had no Misma, White phosphorus or smoke on any of his cylinders. He groans in frustration!

No matter, He reaches at both sides at his backpack, He dispenses two rockets and on both his hands. One was colored olive drab and had the words 'CHOKE' written however he had another warhead it was colored Red with a Flammable warning sticker on it.

He was anticipating for the duo to come close or shoot back. As he slowly reloads his empty cylinder with the olive drab warhead.

Come on,Come closer.