Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5704503-20151217033810/@comment-27128326-20151231095056

He roared as a burst of green lightning consumed him. He clanged his axes together and smiled at Raven.

He reverses the grip on his left axe and enters the position of an athletic runner preparing to sprint.

His feet harshly pressed the ground, rushing to the grenadier at a surprising speed.

Either he'll zone me out, or make an evasive action.