Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150203191459/@comment-4363162-20150415074657

The bullets ricocheted off the Ironclad's plating, failing to penetrate. However, the loud metal clang distracted the Ironclad as it turned instinctively to face the sound, lifting its bloodied arm off Meledran with a sickening squelch. It crouched into a runner's stance, facing Ada.