Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20191010002135/@comment-27344811-20191010212102

Now, despite having a knife in its face, the stalker still slowly scuttles towards them, veering from side to side as it makes a final, weak approach.

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Galacta Knight raises his shield as giant trianglular spikes attached to a black, ropy thing rain down from the darkness above.

“Incoming!” Meta Knight jumps to the left. DMK jumps to the right.

Upon a spike embedding itself into his shield, Galacta drops his lance, grabs the “rope”, and yanks it, pulling a giant hornet like creature of Grimm- a Lancer- out of the sky.

“Bees!!” DMK shouts.

“Not bees. Wasps.”

“Bees.” DMK asserts to his counterpart. “Are.. are we really doing this right now, Mirror?”