Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170203013433/@comment-5543592-20170221211115

Gracius suddenly looked rather conflicted at Deaphanie's confidant smile. Here he had these people outnumbered, surrounded, with thirty or so guns pointed in their faces, and they thought they could out on top. And maybe, the Praetorian was perhaps thinking, they would. They had taken down Hades with no casulty. What could they do to him?

He ought to kill them, not only for the safety of the Legion, but for his own security as well. But could he kill them?

"Frumentarii..." He began, sounding uncertain, and what he would say next was likely a coin toss.