Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-25038310-20150623154000

Sander grinned. He dashed sideways, and was long gone before the bayonets had reached its supposed target.

He aimed his .44 at the man's hand, and pulled the trigger. His vampiric reflexes, accuracy and endurance were at its peak now, and that would be the same case for the remainder of the night..