Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-30488984-20170826015919

Karliel ignores everything, even the sound of the distant weapon discharges and rumbling of their impacts are lost to him. He continues his slaughter, sprinting at the next gun position crying out in a mixture of agony and anger as he is rocked by the gunfire. The runes in his helm warning him of compromised armor and possible wounds mean nothing for he feels nothing but pain and an unquenchable thirst for slaughter.

He discards the mining laser and instead uses his bare left gauntlet to crush throats, pummel skulls, and grab any melee weapons that come his way while he hacks furiously with his right bionic arm and the power axe it holds, the mechanized replacement for his flesh allowing for tireless swings.

But the destruction of the powerpack slows him, the loss of the main power source for his armor means that his bionics and enhanced physic quickly feeling the burden of his armor but he roars with effort to continue his fight and attempts to keep moving.