Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150403120300/@comment-26104528-20150502162009

(Perfect)

Fritz dropped to a crouch to keep his weapon on target; any shots that didn't hit were a possible window for Akari to try something. Through the sights, Fritz read the weapon's ammo counter to be at 28 and dropping rapidly. The hell is she tryi-crap...The mad-woman was visibly cringing and flinching as blade and bullet smashed into her already beaten and worn body, and yet she was still trying to do something insane like picking up a stone slab five times her size and throing it at Ade.

Need a plan...

Fritz fired the remaining rounds at the slab, each round leaving fractures and holes but running empty before it broke. ''Alright, need bigger booms. ''He set his empty rifle down and waved his hand over the grenade manifold a few times and it spat out a trio of high explosives into his hand, ready to ruin somebody's day. Then again, it's not like  that certain somebody was having a good day to start with anyhow.

"Laelia, get back!" Fritz shouted into his earpiece before he hucked the cluster at Akari's feet. The moment the grenades left his hand, he pulled a fresh mag from his vest with one hand and his rifle with the other. Swiftly reloading his weapon, Sturmhund roared back to life as it put up another onslaught of explosives.