Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160605231716/@comment-5999656-20160709183125

The bodyguards that weren't now rolling on the ground and moaning in pain cast around warily at the presence of Destral's shooters. When one of them dropped their gun with a loud clatter and raised his arms in a gesture of surrender, the others followed suit, albeit with more hesitation. Some of them were gritting their teeth at the frustration of being held at bay by a group of teens.

Fen was squirming helplessly in the businessman's grasp, while the Daybreakers stood stock still as they tried to think of a way to free their leader. But Fen's pink eyes were blazing... no, not just blazing, they were literally glowing.

As the beanie-wearing girl went limp, a white snake materialized at the man's feet and with one strike sank its fangs into his ankle. He cried out in pain and dropped her, and that was all it took for the Daybreakers to leap forward and engage him in battle. Even without a proper weapon, the guy was good.

The snake dissipated and Fen sat up, rubbing her tailbone area. Seems they had their target captured, and now they would have to extract his motive. But then what? Had Zanipher been asking her... to kill this man?

The drip of warm liquid onto the front of Fen's shirt distracted her from that thought.