Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140306031324/@comment-11588669-20140322151716

He looked up, eyes narrowing. With the beams torn and the ceiling shattered, the light flowed from behind the hammer user. It was rather ironic; making a half insane...whatever he was, seem like an Angel. Nox smirked, and sheathed his techknife. Being in the air was a bit of a disadvantage. You have little to help you move, and you have a set trajectory more often than not. Which was why, it's better to be in the air if you could hit...something...

'Winter' had heard of this man. One eye, cross shaped hammer, unusual agility, and not so surprising strength. Man by the name of Isaac Blaue Herz. Reputed to be insane, and just there to kill. He could create shockwaves with his weapon, with a small area of effect. Which, was what he was attempting to do right now.

Problem was, while this man was agile...Nox was really, really pissed off. The smirk, horrid and cruel, stretched wider. The dark blue glow increased in intensity.

The teenage mercenary stayed right where he was, not budging an inch. The hammer would impact just off of his right shoulder. Both weapons were held in a relaxed grip, his posture controlled, but not tense. The hammer came down. And he moved.

Nox lept away, and twisted, landing on Blaue's back. Both blades came arching down towards his neck, intent on decapitating the man.