Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-26355186-20150721115811/@comment-5650583-20150726134528

As Scythe aimed his Scorch Cannon at the approaching Thrall horde, he heard an odd buzzing click and smelled something like burnt waffles. Bits of Knight armor had managed to find their way into the weapon, disabling it until he could clean it out.

There was no time for that, so Scythe drew Super Good Advice and started hammering away at the approaching Thrall. He aimed mainly for the Cursed Thrall within the group, their detonations killing more Hive via friendly fire.