Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-26130256-20150817181008

As the fire died down, Azulius charged the grenadier and his friend. He unloaded with Roaring Moxie and cut down the soldier without any resistance, until his magazine emptied with a suspiciously loud click. The other soldier smiled sadistically as he aimed and fired. With a last second twist of the body, the grenade sailed over his shoulder, where Azzie heard it misfire against Mauve's shields.

Before the commando could fire again, the magician snapped his fingers, and the Iballin's head was surrounded by a thick black illusion mist. Azzie charged into melee, using Moxie's gun body and his own fists to damage the man before using him as a human shield against Beige's last fire blast. He dropped the slightly crispy, yet alive, commando to the ground before kicking his MGL away.

"Are there any customers who have not been serviced yet?" he asked impatiently before reloading.