Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-25038310-20150709221808

''Who the hell.. are you?''

He aimed down the attached scope, towards Marcus. There was little need to aim for a part that wasn't concealed by his armor - the bone bullet would do that for him.

He pulled the trigger, now crouching on the roof of the mercenary. He no longer worried about being seen.. for now. Judging from the armor the knights wore, he didn't expect them to climb buildings or perform parcour.