Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141208220620/@comment-3293219-20141213002105

Sebastian raised his sword up, catching a Syndicate Soldier's sword before running him threw. By now his face, clothes and hands were covered in blood and he himself was finding himself to be overwhelmed from all of the bloodshed. He jumped back, catching his breath for a moment as several soldiers gathered around him.

He gave them a slight smirk as they seemingly got ready to strike, however, his smile was soon whiped from his face as he noticed their hesitation before he could react, he felt an intense, agonising feeling shoot through his body, especially his stomach and lower back. As the sword was shoved deeper in, he began to cry out in pain, feeling the assailant getting closer to him as his lips hovered over the Regulator's ear.

"Looks like I won afterall..." Damasus whispered before shoving the blade even deeper into Sebastian's back, wrapping his hand around the Breton's face and throwing him to the floor.

"C'mon you worthless bastards, kill 'em all!" He screamed, enraged by the pathetic display that they had put on.