Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224118/@comment-7390107-20170106010512

With a sight before him a cold chill runs down Tyran's spine as he feels his legs getting petrified.

Scenes from his past flash before his eyes. Scenes of similiar creature as a cry echoes trough his mind.

Shaking his head Tyran snaps out of it turning to see his brother Dex standing like petrified.

"I'm not letting it happen again. Not this time." says Tyran as he turns to Torki handing the prisoner to him "Take him and Varen and move! No questions asked me and Dex will cover our escape! MOOOVEEE!!" Tyran shouts out to Torki and Varen.

Moving quickly to Dex Tyran slaps him before grabing his shotgun from his back.

"Snap out of it Dex! Past will not repeat here! We got a job to do so grab that weapon of yours and start moving! says Tyran loudly with anger in his voice.

Tyran and Dex  then start to retreat alongside others, while keeping aim and a finger ona trigger for anything that might come their way.