Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20170727174031/@comment-7262318-20170729192236

Aravus was blasting people left and right with his lighting. He tried to remember, not enough to fry them completely. Just burns. 2nd degree burns would do.

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"How pathetic..." Diadros rolled his eyes. Another man came swinging on him, but he grabbed him by the leg and hauled him up into the air. "Don't you have a potato field to tend?"

"Don't kill me!" He shrieked.

"As you wish," The lizard shrugged, throwing him across the room and into the wall. "Mankind's Finest... how woefully untrue..."