Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25932172-20170421232928/@comment-5650583-20170530134315

"Whoa whoa whoa! Can we go five minutes without trying to kill each other?" Scythe growled as he mounted his Pike and made to leave for the Inverse-Citadel. "Fenrir, relax. Xor's with me. He got me out of the Citadel-thing after we got swarmed." Switching channels, the Hunter continued. "Wait, Xor, aren't you supposed to be dead or something?"