Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140303034144/@comment-24261822-20140303043848

Talen watched as Bergen charged and started to amass a giant dirt cloud that covered his presence. Talen tried to find even a hint of the location of his opponent, but to no avail.

This cannot be good.

Unable to devise a suitable counter-attack, Talen fired random bursts at the incoming dirt, and then shielded his throat with his spare knife, waiting for the incoming blow.