Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140219044430/@comment-5290299-20140414230348

Liadan looked up, seeing the Nevermore flying their way the girl growled.

"I hate it when I am right..." The girl pulled out her weapon and watched the bird's movements. So far it didn't looked to be antagonized but she knew that would change. Immeidatly she began focusing on her semblance. She would need to make it as large as the feathers. If she could create a ring that could bounce the feathers....

The Nevermore screeched loudly. It felt something at the back of its neck. On instinct the gird released several feathers, all aiming for the ship. Liadan hissed.

A silver ring formed in midair, the fealthers bouncing off of the ring and landing in the waters, not damamging the ship. Pulling out a carton of dust the girl opened it and threw it into the air. The yellow dust escaped the contaner, flying into the silver ring, turning it yellow as the dust cloud grew larger within the ring.

Liadan was already panting heavily. The size of the ring, containing the amount of dust inside and focusing it itno form, it was beginning to wear her out. Even so, the girl waited for Ciaran to leave the monster's back or another group to take fire at it.