Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201318/@comment-8397818-20170708002152

Thean put his gun back into his hollister. He pressed his right shoulder, it took some hits when he tried to break that wall, but he would show no pain, not when he shot the flying mutants or even after that. The Order taught him to be inhuman. For a moment, he forgot about those lessons, but it won't happen again.

"Those warp-damned cravens, for a second there, I thought that my ears are going to bleed from their cries." - Said Thean as if he was talking to himself.

He began scavenging for anything that might provd useful, then he looked over his shoulder at his allies.

"So what is your story mutants? You are not knew to this war, aren't you?