Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24.193.16.121-20140104221608/@comment-5735114-20140122025034

Dunlammus smirked as the Guard came charging at him. He just stood in place, waiting for the last second to do a quick sidestep and go tumbling over one another with the force of their charge. Deciding to leave them be for now, as he knew Tyranil would prefer them alive, Dunlammus instead turned his attention to the Commander. Looming over him, Dunlammus held up his sword, quickly piercing it into the Commander's stomach. It wouldn't be fatal for some time; Dunlammus wanted him to die slowly.

Tyranil himself smirked as the dragon crashed into the catapults. Wasting no time, Tyranil flew over to the catapults, and before the dragon could get up, fired a that the dragon was nearby. Needless to say, it was painful.