Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5704503-20151217033810/@comment-25924729-20151224053705

She breathed with releif as the cyclones dissipated.'' Finally free. ''The bounty hunter retreived her weapon and began searching for her target through the troublesome mist. Strangely, the narcissistic side of her was less concerned about the disadvantage in battle, and instead worried that her hair would be badly damaged tomorrow by the humidity.

Her reverie was cut short when she realized her feet were trapped in ice, and a telltale crackle of lightning in the water. She acted quickly, using the last of her semblance to evaporate some of the water around her and throwing the spear to impale the ground where the lightning was strongest, acting like an improvized lightning rod. She still got electrocuted, but the tactic absorbed most of the damage, only stunning her momentarily.

Her semblance finally reached it's limit and the glyph vanished. Stunned, disarmed, semblanceless, and trapped in ice, Tigris knew the battle was lost. Bakana (impossible), where did I go wrong? She wondered. She could only close her eyes and wait for the inevitable end.