Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-36309590-20180911021730/@comment-35455126-20180913183718

“Sure.” The man replies, right before he is grazed by an axe swing. He attempts to freeze the hooded attacker, but they teleport away. He feels someone trying to chop his backside, and grabs the hooded attacker by the throat. “Who are you?” He says in an icy tone.

“I am...” the hooded person gasped. “...justice..!” Arctic dropped the man, giving him a cold glare. “I don’t know who you think you are, but you better have a damn good reason-“

Before he could finish his sentence, the man had phased through the floor, and disappeared.