Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150204060459/@comment-29559990-20150207023409

"Don't move, Borskar." The man in hide armor said, as Borskar tried to move. Borskar stopped, sighing. He had been caught.

"You know what I'm coming for." Velaus said, arms folded. "Frankly, I'm disappointed in you. It could've all end if you just take Maven's deal."

"Disappointed in ME?" Borskar barked. "I've watched you commit those atrocities without any regrets, and you have the audacity to call me the disappointment."

"I am disappointed in you, Borskar. Hesca would also be disappointed if..."

Velaus could say no more. His face was filled with the massive fist of Borskar, and he was soon on the ground, blood dripping into the snow.

Borskar rolled him over, and unleashed a flurry of jaw-jacking punches onto the facial regions of Velaus, a word coming out with every punch. "You... Have... No... Right.... To... Speak... Her... Name!" He boomed.

His face was now becoming but a bloody mass, an Borskar's hand was enshrouded by that blood.

Soon, Borskar had Velaus had him in the air with one hand wrapped around his threat and another one reared back for another punch, his breath making steam in the cold air, looking like a mighty Dragon.