Thread:Argali1/@comment-26210095-20160401220037/@comment-26184570-20160402165641

The bolt hits the wall, and bounces off of it as if it were a paper-ball, and eventually dissipates. He is suddenly incircled by a group of Mäk'dī soldiers (you know what they look like, right?). The one with extra markings says to him: "Calm down! We don't bite, my friend!"