Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-24510587-20160105194819/@comment-1524575-20160301064451

Erevahiss raised his Shock Rifle, holding the rifle in his two upper prosthetic arms as he drew his shockblade with his left lower arm. His team sounded, muttering as the devices activated and Tavris charged in to the chambers. One dreg tried to join the fray with the mercenaries, as Erevahiss stopped him.

"We stand back and fight from a distance, allow these mercenaries to get themselves killed! When they are dead and the machine is weak, then we shall strike." Erevahiss commanded, before looking over to Phokass: "Of course, only if you so desire... my Baron."