Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131119001848/@comment-933831-20131128065933

Getting tossed backwards by Phantom Limb, Stjarnstill tilted his head. Few would ever really hit him. Time to punish her... He stretched out an arm, dark aura binding around him and intensifying. "The only witness to my power that stands... This garden of concrete. Death... Awaits." He burst his arms forward, a gylltu of all three varieties flying towards Noir.

They would never reach her though, with a burst of speed and power, astral energy crackling and swishing about, he dove through the Gylltu at her, using his ultimate attack, the Hildipia Hriffin. On those weak police officers, it would often reduce their torsos to a fine mist. Who knew how SHE would fare...