Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191201110124/@comment-7262318-20191204212839

"You are not going anywhere."

As Nyx's Shadow-Clone did battle with the sphere. The doors behind them were flung open, nearly off of their hinges. Standing there was a monstrous entity clad in brass armor, carrying a massive glaive by his side as he slowly marched towards them .The only visible part of this thing that wasn't brass was the slot in his helmet, which glowed bright orange and appeared as if the inside of the suit was on fire.

"With the reputation you have built... I will admit that I was expecting someone a little more... experienced," The warrior taunted.