Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190430180827/@comment-3293219-20190504213031

"Alright..." Paul grumbled, stepping forward as he readied his mole miner claw. This thing had shorter range but proved far more lethal than his super sledge.

He took a deep breath as he slowly began to bulken up eventually roaring, letting the wind carry his voice.

"SHRIKE!"