Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26571677-20160909223421/@comment-26571677-20160913062542

He was shocked yet again as he saw the lady's weapon, something slowly clicking in his head as a foggy memory was slowly uncovered. He remembered that ribbon, those moves, yet he wasn't sure just from where.

A ripple flowed through the air, his eyes caught the ever-so-tiny movement of the rain as a wave of energy passed through. It would've knocked him off his feet, most likely to his death, if a concrete wall hadn't suddenly appeared from the ground.

Even behind the wall, Dust heard the crack of the rock, and winced.

This girl has good weaponry at her disposal...

The wall exploded towards Danika as Dust fired a flame bullet into it, blowing chunks of deadly red-hot shrapnel at his target while Dust switched weapons.

His rifle swung into his back, and from his waist, came his two, signature revolvers. The Jumbucks, with the etchings on the masterfully crafted revolvers already lighting up and flowing with the colours of flames as Dust fired a hailstorm of sharp ice at Dnaika.