Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-11588669-20140824050535/@comment-11588669-20141026181649

Nox ripped his blades from another steaming corpse. His face was coated in red ichor, his uniform stained crimson. Behind him was a trail of bodies, some already skeletons.

Every one...all...everyone will die...

The Captain looked around with amber irises, a testiment to his absolute rage. The dulled blades were dropped, and no more gripped in his features. They were his last par.

And there were so many more Titans to go...

Footsteps, large and booming, echoed behind him. A snarl etched itself across the normally stone cold features, and Nox pivoted, facing a 17 meter class Titan bearing down on him. A smile on its face.

The Captain reached back, pulling a long knife from the back of his belt. It was his last blade...

As the creature reached down towards him, his legs slid back into a stance. Tensed and ready.

"One last stand...come on!"