Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26120744-20190105205240/@comment-27344811-20190108164820

Giratina unleashes a Roar of Time.

Hayden is running some diagnostics on the Praetor Suit- or trying to. Something is stopping him, to his frustration. "Well, fine. We're not doing this right now, but YOU need to come with me."

A nearby Gabriel Reyes crosses his arms. "I've dealt with big men in armor before, Hayden. I don't see why this one is so important."

"And there lies the fault with you. No wonder you and the demon got off on the wrong foot... listen to me, Marine. Something has ravaged hell, even more than you. There's a surplus of Argent, yes, but there's a lack of demons or terrain. You may think this is a bad thing, but trust me, it isn't. Without Demons, there is, apparently, nothing to punish the souls of the damned. Incantations that would summon or use Demons in any way fail to work. Satanic rituals are extremely volatile because there is no demon to summon. What few demons do remain are scared, Marine. Think about it- SCARED. Perhaps just as scared as they were as you in your glory days." Samuel turns around and starts pacing. "You hate the demons, I understand that, but sometimes you must remember there are worse things than demons."