Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20150806184438/@comment-26130256-20150809234941

Uriel blinked exactly once during the ensuing firefight. He still felt he could take the phantom in a fight, but it would be a fight for the ages. But still, so many unanswered questions. Could any of them prove useful?

"Not too shabby," he admitted respectfully. "If you ever get tired of this vigilante scene, I've got friends in Atlas who will pay out the nose for a man of your skills." As he turned, he finally saw the writing on the wall, and another plan formed.

"Well, this explains a lot," he gestured to the blood. "At least now I understand why you pulled your punches against Cardamom.  Hell, I'm shocked you're not singing his praises."