Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-28470587-20160723082341/@comment-28470587-20161025011510

Lucas slowly walked up, weakened but still able to fight. Though his armor was gone, he knew he could salvage it, as it was most likely in the stronghold. He took out his divine broadsword and prepared some of his arrows. Anger slowly corrupted his face, an expression he hadn't known in ages. His eyes began to twinkle and turn from blue to a scarlet-like red.