Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-5456040-20150114051818/@comment-5456040-20150125221925

Sonar grunts as soon as he's hit, slumping a bit afterwards. The visor was made of a tough material, but a definite crack was noticeable in the corner of it. He scowls at the king, his teeth bared.

"Understood." Neapolitan replied before turning her attention back to the Codex. Giving the head members her signature devious-yet-sweet smile, she approached them. "Ah, what a shame. So much wasted potential..."