Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-34928186-20190724003816/@comment-36459171-20190729213750

With a nod, Devaxion took a few steps back before sprinting, ramming his armoured shoulder into the door with brute strength. There was a loud series of cracks before the door, now with a deep dent in the middle, was thrown off its hinges, causing a stir of dust in its wake.

He wrinkled his nose before letting a sneeze, a thin layer of frost lining the broken wood in front of him.

He peered inside. The building seemed eerie, and it was enough to put him on edge.