Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140523050353/@comment-24260323-20140701052940

Trying to reorientate himself, Ferron looked around to see where the C.A.S. had gone when all of a sudden he found himself being attacked by the Wyvern. He quickly ran for cover as the Wyvern's machine gun tore though his shield, leaving it a useless wreck.

Ferron was about to return fire when he noticed that he was now flat on his ass due to some new combatant entering the battle.

Slowly getting back on his feet, he raised his gun towards the man and-

"What the...?", Ferron quietly said as he looked at what remained of his prosthetic arm. The black arm was completely mangled beyond recognition as if it was put through a trash compactor. Looking to his lower left, he saw the other half of his prosthetic as well as how it was shredded it half by the volume of the Wyvern's machinegun fire.

"This is certainly going to be a problem..." he said to himself.