Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20171101093641/@comment-30488984-20180103235110

Unable to contain himself, Aison lets out a chuckle as Orion stomps towards him.

"Intellect? You know nothing fool. You are a Tech-Marine playing as a Warlord in a game out of your league."

Aison turns around, ignoring the missile silo behind him, seeing the Terminator stomping towards him but not feeling the same dread he felt before.

Aison brings Serpent's Lash to bear, utlizing a defensive stance focussed on dodging and stabbing, attempting to utilize the greater reach his weapon has compared to Orion's fists. He keeps the point aimed at Orion's faceplate, his arm locked at a tight angle with his spare hand lightly touching the bottom of his blade to balance it.

Before Ceras reaches his target, Aison opens the palm of the hand balancing his blade and attempts to cast Warp Fire onto Orion to both try and damage the Tech-Marine and distort his vision and reflexes for the oncoming attack.