Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20160330064202/@comment-7497475-20161214123045

Things could not have gone better. Their younger cohorts and the villagers both reacted swiftly to the instructions. Novale felt quite a bit of relief because of this, and the moment they were far enough away she started to drop to the ground. Just as the first of their pursuers broke free from the trees.

Oh shit-

Not even finishing her thought, Novale pulled the trigger. The force from this move was overwhelming when she was braced on the ground, and for this version it was twice the strength while she was still semi-upright. But that was the least of her troubles. The slavers were too close. As the forty nine rounds and all the particles nearby blasted their way towards them, the first wave of the 'mines' hit their target. Which caused a devastating chain reaction throughout the rest of them. Or in other words, back towards Novale.

No one was spared from the blast. Whether the slavers were killed or just blown away, none of them would know through the destruction. But a single body was thrown past the group and through the trees. While leaving a trail of blood everywhere. Two particular faces went pale.

"NOVALE!"

Lust and Misty disappeared in an instant, no concern for anyone but their teammate. No one would blame them for their reaction, but it was the desperation in their shout that had startled the villagers. The twins hadn't sounded worried. They had sounded terrified.