Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-25038310-20150905153407

"They aren't dead, you hear?! They aren't dead!" Axel chuckled as the screeches of the creatures echoed throughout the city.

Sander now clearly heard the monsters as well, and rose an eyebrow as he pointed the barrel of his revolver at the noble's forehead. "And why the fuck is that, Leclaire?!"

"Simple.. someone else tied his or hers psychic link to the guardians and the beasts.. you haven't won yet, Lafayette!" Axel exclaimed, as he chuckled manicly oncemore.

"Who?! Who is it, you..-" Sander was interrupted as a bullet whizzed by a mere inch from his head and ricocheted off of the steam control panel at the end of the room, causing the bullet to burrow his way through Sander's kneecap. Sander was unable to stand as he fell down on the ground, dropping his revolver. Axel took the chance and quickly darted up and ran.

Axel was fast and agile, and when Meledran followed the man with his eyes, Axel ascended up the pathway, prancing and chuckling all the way. The man who had shot the bullet was none other than Antoine Gascoigne, who also pointed his pistol at Meledran. His raven-ish mask and armor almost blending in with the darkness and making it hard to spot him. Antoine merely let Axel go, not going through the trouble of engaging him.

Before Meledran could react or harm Leclaire, Antoine pulled the trigger oncemore as an armor piercing round was aimed at the elf's chest.

Sander grunted as he dragged himself to cover, having picked up the revolver he dropped earlier again. He started shooting at Antoine as well, but Antoine's stealth capabilties were advanced. The assassin blended in in the shadows before Sander could spot him.

"Son of a bitch.. Gascoigne?!" Sander grunted again, reloading his weapon.