by The Kingpin » Thu Feb 03, 2011 11:28 am
*a rumbling snarl comes from the Imperial Dragon as the ice blocks strike, doing little more than irritate him, a pulse of flames blowing outwards, stopping the blocks in their tracks, a second pulse sending them hurtling in excess of 100 MPH, slamming into their source, battering Gira to a pulp and knocking him out of the air, Inferno's glowing eyes flashing dangerously as he glances at the robots, causing them to suddenly burst into flames, vaporised instantly by the heat, the Dragon snarling irritably as he focuses on Gira*
Inferno: If you wish for your death, worm, you shall have it! You may take your turn After I have dealt with the pretender...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG