Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140807034817/@comment-24296957-20160725203719

Amet gazed at the storm cloud in front of him. Inari must've gotten out, because he saw a swirl in the mist. Very suddenly, a large spear-like projectile bursted forth from the mist at an alarming speed. Thankfully, Amet still had his semblance active, dodging the arrow as it zipped by and into the forest beyond. He turned off his semblance, trying to conserve what Aura he had. The blast had gone a little sideways, but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. The heir walked into the clearing and kneeled down at the ready. Amet had a rough idea of where Inari was.

He shook his head. ''This is going nowhere. Range is not the way to go, but that was certainly one of her swords. And by the looks of the cloud dissapating so rapidly, she stuck her other one in the ground to take the electricity. I cannot allow her to retrive them. She is disarmed, it seems. I must play a close range battle now.''

The heir saw Inari dashing down the treeline. He didn't know where the other sword was, but Amet had a feeling Inari had something up her sleeve. She was a Tsukiakari - her planning might've been on par with him. He left one glove empty and used the rest of the impact dust in his other glove to rocket towards a running Inari.