Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20180205203006/@comment-30715799-20180612161404

Gaius grunts as he energy eats its way through soft spits on his armor, slamming against some cover and put on his helm. He leanes around cover for a moment and shoots a slew of bolts at another round container, just above the retreating officers, hoping it had more corrosive sludge in it.

He voxed to the humans around the corner from him in a deep vox grabled snarl," You should surender now fools, I swear I'll give you the Emerors peace quickly."