Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-36309590-20181022002858/@comment-34497523-20181031222238

(Hah-hua, ok)

Troy was ill prepared for an attack and scrambles to finish mixing his virus. He tries to create a disease cloud, but is surprised to find out he cant. "Damn, i needed more time" he says frantically, unaware of the footsteps approaching him...

Axle uses his mask to see through the smoke and finds the target at a table. He sees him inject himself with a syringe...then he suddenly launches towards his position. With his quick reflexes he dodges and hides behind one of the pillars in the building. The target seemed feral now and Axle was already holding back, improvising a new plan he misdirects Troy and charges in...slicing one of his legs clean off.

Immense pain was all Troy could think of, but only a series of growls came out. Trying to crawl away, he sees a man standing over him in all black. His face was covered with some kind of mask and he thought he could hear him talking. Blacking out from blood loss, Troy feels an even greater pain on his cut leg...almost like it was being burned then he clocks out.