Prismatic sat in shock as all their acquaintances were dying left and right. It was obvious that this was the end of times and there was no hope of getting out of here alive, especially since there was a post dedicated to them.
Behind him, the unmistakable sound of the Jury was behind him and he grasped his silver hammer, unfortunately that only worked on slashers.
The Jury read their verdict. In the matter of having a deadly weapon that has not be stained in blood, we sentence you to death for a missed opportunity. With that, Prismatic took the hammer and began to beat in their own face until they fell dead. They were obviously, Camper Maxwell.
