Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150518191206/@comment-25924729-20150811075832

No sword, no problem....

Estelle switched her "knife's" Dust settings again. Ice Dust. Summoning a meter long lance of ice into her hand. It's no sword, but close enough.

The first junkie she faced was quickly disarmed, before being incapacitated by the ice lance through his kneecap. Not as subtle as Browning's methods, but effective nontheless. She quickly created a new lance to replace the first one.

The next two tried a team attack, rushing her at the same time. Estelle was forced to kill one of them. There simply wasn't enough time to subdue him properly, instead, the man bled to death with a stab wound through his gut. His partner was lucky, Estelle knocked her out with a blow to the skull, aided by the spiked hilt of her former sword.

The last one was already downed, the same man whose shoulder she sliced earlier. He regarded Estelle with unmasked hate in his expression."Go ahead! Kill me! You'll only be doing us a favor! Humanity is a mistake, we'll all burn! Burn in the pits of Hell! The Grimm will liberate Remnant! They'll-"

Estelle silenced him with a slap across the face. She pinned his good arm at his back, before marching the poor, misguided soul towards the police team. They needed answers, and conveniently, the man made a good subject for interrogation.