Board Thread:Roleplay Ideas/@comment-25356210-20161114183239/@comment-25356210-20161118141509

The red armored Spartan casually pushes a button, which entraps Wulf and Tyb, then he whips around and sandwiches Isha in the face with a spiker and the wall.

"Too predicable." He brushes his finger against Isha's unconscious head, and nods at the brutes who throw her into the one way shield Tyb and Wulf are in.

Wulf immediately contacts the rest of the squad, but the transmission fails.

"Don't be silly, no signals can even get past the shield. Not even air if I choose...

Isha begins to wake up from the nasty hit.

"I've heard such good things about all of you. Too bad I might just have to kill you..."