Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150429173912/@comment-1524575-20150504053450

Avgust snapped to consciousness, as his barely active mind tried  process what had just happened. He looked down at his re-opened wound, and his snow covered gauntlet trying to cover it. Running over the details of the wound, the Vanguard found what he feared the most: a shard of shrapnel launched from the grenade into his chest. Scythe had been lucky that the now dead Cabal had covered him from the majority of the explosion, but with close detonation proximity, the Titan knew he should have expected this.

«Pridet vremya.» The Titan muttered as he looked up to Arxus.