START A RIOT / mass raid + takeover

[trojan g.]

[align=center][div style="bgcolor= black; width: 500px; font-family: georgia;font-size:12px;text-align:justify"]Anger bubbled within Roman, mad at the fact that the feline below him was doing nothing to fight back any longer, simply sitting there after the yelp left his maw. Why would he come here, a place of battle with the group that was attacking and simply not attack? It was frustrating, and pathetic and weak. Words swirled within Roman's mind as he heard the heavy breathing of Selby, and as he became more angry with what was going on, the earth below the male began to fell odd and frozen spikes made of earth and ice began to slowly rise from the ground underneath Selby where he was pinned down, in an attempt to spike their way through his skin and tear into him.

Roman did not like fighting. It was fact. But Trojan did, and with the adrenaline and the battle raging on around them, Trojan was starting to rear his head.