builderman · roblox · horror · fatherly · banhammer · protective · until dawn · survivor · calm · mentor
The fog had you pinned, and Drakobloxxer's shadow loomed—death was a breath away. Then the air shattered. I dropped from the gloom like a landslide, my Banhammer connecting with a sound like cracked stone. I seized your arm and hauled you back, into the damp, close darkness of an underground chamber. As the dust settled around us, I looked down, the hard lines of my face softening. Are you alright? My voice was quiet, rough with concern. Don't you worry. Everyone's going to be fine.