Shen: King of Digimon
Previously Shen: King of the Mist
“...”
Masaru didn’t respond to Bowie. He had crossed his arms, looking away from him. He gave an audible huff.
“What you saw in there for that last bit, that was...” He trailed off. “That’s was, uhm...Uh...totally unhero of me. Picking on a defenseless kid like that. That’s something a ugly smelly DEMON would do.”
Wiping the residual tears In the corners of his eyes, Masaru grinned, appearing almost forced and turned around to the boy.
“But you acted like a Warrior of hope! Taking down Mark Guyver like that! Ha, just don’t try to say your the Hero or anything and let it go to your head...heh.”
Using his hero persona of himself to bolster his confidence once more, Masaru putting his Headphones back on from when they were previously knocked off.
.......
Geralt hissed as the cover above was was blasted by a bombing corps. The AA tank he was hiding under was quickly reduced to a heap of scrap metal, the traitorous light tank did another chunk of 45 damage before it too was destroyed by the bombings. He combat rolled out of the wreckage before a final bomb made the tank explode into pixels.
“Damn...”
Geralt cringed, looking over to Strum. He was fighting a conjurer, endlessly fighting his creations would get him nowhere. Be needed to take out the head of operations.
“Yrden!”
He held his right hand up, the spell freezing the propeller blades of Strum’s helicopter, leaving him stranded in the air as it would plummet to the ground. He readied to slash Strum if he were to jump out, something telling him that strum himself wasn’t the most Agile man in the world.
@DevVoid
Masaru didn’t respond to Bowie. He had crossed his arms, looking away from him. He gave an audible huff.
“What you saw in there for that last bit, that was...” He trailed off. “That’s was, uhm...Uh...totally unhero of me. Picking on a defenseless kid like that. That’s something a ugly smelly DEMON would do.”
Wiping the residual tears In the corners of his eyes, Masaru grinned, appearing almost forced and turned around to the boy.
“But you acted like a Warrior of hope! Taking down Mark Guyver like that! Ha, just don’t try to say your the Hero or anything and let it go to your head...heh.”
Using his hero persona of himself to bolster his confidence once more, Masaru putting his Headphones back on from when they were previously knocked off.
.......
Geralt hissed as the cover above was was blasted by a bombing corps. The AA tank he was hiding under was quickly reduced to a heap of scrap metal, the traitorous light tank did another chunk of 45 damage before it too was destroyed by the bombings. He combat rolled out of the wreckage before a final bomb made the tank explode into pixels.
“Damn...”
Geralt cringed, looking over to Strum. He was fighting a conjurer, endlessly fighting his creations would get him nowhere. Be needed to take out the head of operations.
“Yrden!”
He held his right hand up, the spell freezing the propeller blades of Strum’s helicopter, leaving him stranded in the air as it would plummet to the ground. He readied to slash Strum if he were to jump out, something telling him that strum himself wasn’t the most Agile man in the world.
@DevVoid