Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170203013433/@comment-5543592-20170211181358

Rick slammed into the floor abruptly as Ward began to rain blows down on Hades. Each connected with sickening cracks as the large gunslinger forced the ghoul back. Hades stumbled as the first punch took him across the face, causing his head to the snap, and the it snapped to the other as a left hook took him from the other direction.

The third sent him crashing into a table, and he struggled to regain his feet as the forth collided with him, but with less effect. With the the fifth blow, Ward found his fist punching something that was almost as solid as a brick wall.

Hades' hand darted out and seized Ward by the front of his shirt, lifting the Apocalyptian off the ground like he was nothing. The punches did nothing now, he might as well have been punching dirt. Hades stared up at the man from behind the depths of his mask, emotionless and inhuman.

"Humble yourselves before the Lord, and he will lift you up." Hades said to Ward, almost mockingly.