Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25019125-20151207164822/@comment-24828824-20160118125312

 Jericho hopped back one step out of the reach of the uppercut which would have met his face otherwise and quickly caught the second punch on his right with his still burning blade. He quickly took a step back and twisted his body with it to now have his left facing Estevon while forcing the punch down and away from Jericho with a forceful twist of his sword before shooting Estevon.

 “Wait shooting?”  Merel felt like she had missed something crucial in that exchange, and now saw what it was as the black rectangular shape of a gun barrel had appeared between two fighters along with a flash of red. She had missed exactly when Jericho had drawn his gun but there it was!

 Merel’s surprise was not unfounded as the gun had not been there in his hand at the start of the fight. As Jericho deflected Estevon’s second punch with his sword in his right hand he had also begun drawing his left from behind his back, his gun appearing in it with the help of his semblance. He had pivoted on his left foot twisting his body back and bringing his left arm forward to place the revolver into Estevon’s path in one fluid motion before pulling the trigger. The gun spat fire with a single bark that resonated through the sparring room.