Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20151127024223/@comment-17970636-20151206195106

Daemon's eys widened as he saw the Ursa and all thoughts about magic tricks vanished from his mind. Stowing his regular deck away, he pulled out a weapons deck from his tux and opened the box with his left gloved hand. Walking forward slowly, he saw the Ursa come into view, and even though there already appeared to be a few people engaging the beasts, his vision narrowed and a malicious smile appeared on his face.

"Well.... I didn't expect my day off to become so much more pleasurable...." he said and threw the cards out of the deck, activating his semblance so they floated in midair. Putting the box back in it's respective pocket, he raised his gloved hands and walked foward towards the Grimm, smiling as he raised his left hand, 26 cards rising with it. Maneuvering his fingers, he formed the 26 cards into a single tight flat rectangle into the aira and kept the other half close to him for defense, sweepig his arm sideways, the cards shot forward and decapitated a head off a single Ursa and his already wide grin peeled back more.

"Come on then you batch of misfits!"