Ciaran
First Post
“Okay, let’s fight!” Rusty pumps his fist in the air, then grabs a red-and-white ball from his vest and tosses it at Slarzog. An insectile figure with enormous pincers whirls out of the ball, its body sheathed in a layer of gleaming red chitin. “Scizor,” yells Rusty, “I choose you!” The insectoid being stalks towards Slarzog, its mighty pincers clashing with the sound of thunder.
The scorpion mangles the atoll; negates the tempest of the canine!
The scorpion mangles the atoll; negates the tempest of the canine!