Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170222205200/@comment-5583506-20170317003127

Ward smelled the familiar scent of gunsmoke, practically breathing it in as if he sustained itself on it. Realising with little care that his captive was a goner, he tossed the body aside like a broken ragdoll before he steadily approached the second soldier, shooting him or her in the arm, prompting to make the pain cause them to drop their weapon.