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originally posted in: The Rivers of Blood (RP - 40K)
Edited by boogeyman333: 7/17/2015 12:31:59 AM
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Akron stood before yet another enemy. His face still showed no emotion. "I think I fought.....am fighting them." Akron let the Necromorphs get closer and closer, he showed no weapons or plan. The beasts got closer, stepping into the shadows. After a large chunk got through, Akron made a fist and shadows condensed in his fist. The Necromorphs were trapped in the shadows, those were the lucky survived. The victims were totally crushed or sucked in. He then summoned a weapon and killed off the ones not trapped. When he was done he walked over to the trapped ones. Hate burned in his eyes "I hope you can understand me. And I hope more come here, so they can see the wrath coming for them. So they can all die without the same mercy here." Akron's eyes went blank again and he stared at the Necromorph. He took out a dagger and killed it. "The will of Oshirik does not fall short." The rest of the trapped Necromorphs were sucked into the shadows. Shrieks, crunches and gruesome gurgles were heard. Akron walked into the shadows waiting for another pack.
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