"I'd need to get directly hit by a nuclear bomb, and survive it. No idea if it would work or not." Bryce yawns. "Once. A long time ago, we were friends. That ended when he burned kids to death, for lacking purity. I'd happily be the one to plug him with the knife. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to sleep." With that Bryce hopped back into the warhammer, sleeping next to Eve.
Ooc: night.
Ooc: night.