Swordsman teleports into the region with a gaping hole in his chest. Some manipulation of magnetism fixes this in a timely manner, and then he surveys his surroundings
Swordsman teleports into the region with a gaping hole in his chest. Some manipulation of magnetism fixes this in a timely manner, and then he surveys his surroundings
Voidarix's eyes widen at his arrival. Still on the fence about his old brothers after Inharax's betrayal, he approaches Swordsman.
"And speaking of which... who did that?" he motions towards the gaping hole.
Swordsman teleports into the region with a gaping hole in his chest. Some manipulation of magnetism fixes this in a timely manner, and then he surveys his surroundings
Voidarix's eyes widen at his arrival. Still on the fence about his old brothers after Inharax's betrayal, he approaches Swordsman.
"And speaking of which... who did that?" he motions towards the gaping hole.
Swordsman looks warily at the cyborg Makuta. “It was a being that seemed to be made of a swarm of protodites. It’s nothing major, and will be repaired soon enough.”
Voidarix's eyes widen at his arrival. Still on the fence about his old brothers after Inharax's betrayal, he approaches Swordsman.
"And speaking of which... who did that?" he motions towards the gaping hole.
Swordsman looks warily at the cyborg Makuta. “It was a being that seemed to be made of a swarm of protodites. It’s nothing major, and will be repaired soon enough.”
Swordsman looks warily at the cyborg Makuta. “It was a being that seemed to be made of a swarm of protodites. It’s nothing major, and will be repaired soon enough.”
Voidarix's fists clench, growling, "Zurakia..."
"You know him?" Swordsman asks, suddenly suspicious of this makuta.