Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131119001848/@comment-7497475-20131120084139

Noir felt the kick connect, heat burning into her shoulder. Bringing her sight back to her powerful target, his next attack became apparent. The lower limb raised in front of her, the shield extending from it. The ice hitting it reverberated through Phantom Limb, but not all were blocked. One shard found her leg, the force behind it remarkably strong. She stumbled slightly, not reacting to his next attack in time. The firery projectile hit the side of her chest, burning into her combat skin.

''Shit. What the hell is this guy? He's on another level to everyone else I've seen.''

As Stjarnstill continued lobbing elements at her, Noir attempted to block them, receiving several grazes. Getting her rhythm back, she went for the offensive. Charging in at him just after he stopped moving, the middle limb's assault rifle fired at Stjarnstill while she held the shield up to cover her.