Cassian Von Mase
Daemons exist!!!!!
Here is the RPG thread.
Dreai was sitting beneath the stars on the eve of his death watching as the search lights swung back and forth searching for any flying threats.
Dreai could hear the sound of gunfire crossing back and forth over the barrier that had been built at the beggining of the war to divide the two factions. Dreai longed to rush into battle but if he was to succeed in stopping Marcus he would have to wait for the right time.
Dreai had made the decision to fight back in the name of the unavenged souls of the poor demons who lost their lives to the bastard named Marcus.
"Master we have encountered a problem" Muttered one of the disciples of the demons "Their is heavy resistance at one of our checkpoints", "Damn the plan was going well, tell the survivors to lose the enemies and to regroup back here" Dreai Growled at the disciple.
Arming himself for his first fight in months. Dreai could see the first two survivors flying towards him at great speed, Dreai thought to himself thank god they shook of their persuer, but Dreai spoke to soon as they were gunned down by one of the Goirts helicopters. "Go and retrieve them, While I deal with the bastards up there" Dreai growled with a tone of sorrow in his voice. With the troops securing the fallen pair Dreai leapt into the air and unravelled his wings. Dreai flew upwards above the helicopter and onto the top of the closest building where he unleashed his arm from within its binding with that he leapt into the air again but this time towards the helicopter, Dreai could see his target approaching fast, too fast as Dreai slammed through the side of the helicopter wiping the pilot and co-pilot clean from their seats, leaving only the navigator and gunner to free fall to their deaths, Dreai on the other hand had managed to secure hold of a ledge on the roof of a house and pulled himself up. He quickly made his way back to base for he knew that once any of the Goirts troops lost contact they would send a search party out to try and recover any salvagable technology.
Dreai made it back to base just as the sound of three more choppers could be heard over the gunfire, "Get back down to the lair now" Dreai yelled out at the top of his voice. Dreai had been focused to much on the safety of his troops that he forgot about the choppers headed in his direction.
Dreia's ears pricked up as he could hear a familiar sound, "Shit it's the rockets" Dreai yelled just as one hurtled straight towards him, Dreai hoped that someone could stop the rocket for his regenaration powers were weak at the moment.
"HELP MEEEEEE!!!" Dreai yelled to anyone and everyone on everyknown radio frequency.
Dreai was sitting beneath the stars on the eve of his death watching as the search lights swung back and forth searching for any flying threats.
Dreai could hear the sound of gunfire crossing back and forth over the barrier that had been built at the beggining of the war to divide the two factions. Dreai longed to rush into battle but if he was to succeed in stopping Marcus he would have to wait for the right time.
Dreai had made the decision to fight back in the name of the unavenged souls of the poor demons who lost their lives to the bastard named Marcus.
"Master we have encountered a problem" Muttered one of the disciples of the demons "Their is heavy resistance at one of our checkpoints", "Damn the plan was going well, tell the survivors to lose the enemies and to regroup back here" Dreai Growled at the disciple.
Arming himself for his first fight in months. Dreai could see the first two survivors flying towards him at great speed, Dreai thought to himself thank god they shook of their persuer, but Dreai spoke to soon as they were gunned down by one of the Goirts helicopters. "Go and retrieve them, While I deal with the bastards up there" Dreai growled with a tone of sorrow in his voice. With the troops securing the fallen pair Dreai leapt into the air and unravelled his wings. Dreai flew upwards above the helicopter and onto the top of the closest building where he unleashed his arm from within its binding with that he leapt into the air again but this time towards the helicopter, Dreai could see his target approaching fast, too fast as Dreai slammed through the side of the helicopter wiping the pilot and co-pilot clean from their seats, leaving only the navigator and gunner to free fall to their deaths, Dreai on the other hand had managed to secure hold of a ledge on the roof of a house and pulled himself up. He quickly made his way back to base for he knew that once any of the Goirts troops lost contact they would send a search party out to try and recover any salvagable technology.
Dreai made it back to base just as the sound of three more choppers could be heard over the gunfire, "Get back down to the lair now" Dreai yelled out at the top of his voice. Dreai had been focused to much on the safety of his troops that he forgot about the choppers headed in his direction.
Dreia's ears pricked up as he could hear a familiar sound, "Shit it's the rockets" Dreai yelled just as one hurtled straight towards him, Dreai hoped that someone could stop the rocket for his regenaration powers were weak at the moment.
"HELP MEEEEEE!!!" Dreai yelled to anyone and everyone on everyknown radio frequency.
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