Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20170103122151/@comment-4211788-20170120083714

The grenade blew off a medium sized whole in Greigor's neck. However, there was no Greigor in sight, just a black hole of darkness that has a slight view of what the inside of the armor looks like.

Hiero watches Frost stand atop the beast with a look of concern. He stares at Frost making direct eye contact with his sword ready in one hand and a dagger in the other.

Rumbling in the ground can be felt, although it was brief and weak. At this point Hiero's eyes dialate.

"Frost, you better move!" Hiero warns his ally as a large chunk of armor breaks apart and Greigor jumps out. The mink had his large heavy fist in the position of an upper cut aiming to punch into Frost's jaw.

The moment Greigor was free from his armor Hiero runs in to defend his ally.

Hiero runs in for a stab with his dagger aiming to strike back with his if the hit landed. Much to the hawk's discontent, Greigor parried the strike and disarmed the hawk with his bare hands. The hawk's sword and dagger lie on the ground, sand then envelops his sword and dagger. Hiero is weaponless now gets into a fighting stance with the brutish mink.

"You're not gonna live this battle, dirty hen. You should be clipped and plucked apart like the farm animal you are!" Greigor says with a smirk on his face.

Hiero of course being infuriated swipes quickly with his right hand aiming to hit Greigor's rib cage. The hawk lands his hit and instantly grabs his hand in pain. Unknowingly, Greigor has the thick skin of stones making any kind of physical damage with hand to hand combat pointless, the same could possibly be true for bullets. Stunned and obviously in pain, Greigor sweeps the hawk off his feet and tosses him aside. The bastion now looks at Frost as he taunts the wolf by flexing, sand would envelop his skin covering whatever tumorous cysts are visible.

"I will show all of you the beauty of Iguroka!" Greigor shouts. "Time to dance, wolf." He gestures to come close to Frost.

Meanwhile Hiero landed on the ground and rolls over and regains balance, still in pain Hiero shakes his right hand. "I'm a lefty any way.." He mutters to himself as he runs back to assist Frost.