Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26543176-20141004102531/@comment-24684131-20141006152447

"You have a point." Liath answered after a moment, flicking the blood from his sword nonchalantly as he fired another volley of shards into the chest of an onrushing Beowolve. It ground to a halt, snout buried in the dirt, a few paces in front of him.

A sword sang through the air in a downward slash aimed for his head, but sparks flew as Liath parried it away like it was little more than a disturbance before spinning around and slicing the offending mans neck open with a swipe of his clawed hand.

"Did you expect more of a challenge than this...? I feel kind of cheated..." He growled into his earpiece as he scanned the surrounding combat for his next foe.