Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170331011949/@comment-5583506-20170401013706

Ward showed not a single emotion of fear as he was being lift up. The Knight would have little time to enjoy his temporary victory however as Deaphanie had decided to enter the fray by blowing his brains out with Requiem from behind.



Famian and Pestin split up into two directions.

"And here comes the pitch!" Famian exclaimed as he pulled out what appeared to be a cylinder from within his hoodie which he tossed at the minigunner.

The cylinder fractured against the hardness of his armor and if that had been it, it would indeed have been laughable. However, as an expert of chemical warfare, Famian often modified his own grenades. In this case the cylinder contained highly pressurized molecular acid which started to rapidly eat through the man's armor, as if it had the intention of devouring him whole.