Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10356852-20140107015511/@comment-7497475-20140216233124

Flicking Venatorum Arcu around her body, hitting and slicing beowolves around her, Galene only had a few left to deal with. With a quick movement of her wrist, one of the three monsters received the blade to it's throat, dropping when it's life drained away. Whipping the string around, she hooked the next beolwolf by it's neck. And with a short burst from her semblance, snapped it's spine.

''This is so insulting, they can't even hold a few beowolves of me. Argh, melee combat sucks.''

Her ears twitching, she heard the last beowolf come in for an attack. Ducking, Galene avoided the blow. Dropping the handle of her weapon, she rolled off to the side to dodge it's next swing. Thoroughly annoyed by it, she sent a crushing uppercut with her semblance, then slammed her fist straight into it's chest. Sending the beast flying away from her, she grabbed Venatorum Arcu and placed it back in it's bow form. Studying the fight before her, there was only one target worth hitting. The limbs of her bow flexing as it slid back to full draw, Galene sent arrow after arrow at the massive beowolf.