Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-33521582-20180324203957/@comment-1536954-20180710111101

Zhevordus took in the swift-thinking of his Brother Invexus with a moment's appreciation before pouncing on the window of opportunity it gave him. He scanned the behemoth before him and his comrades for the softer weak spots between its chitinous armour and readied his grav-gun for a dense pinpoint shot. He allowed it a precious few seconds to accumulate charge, took aim, and fired.