Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20150806184438/@comment-13488655-20150920225858

The phantom took the hit to his sensitives, shrugging it off like it was nothing. His endurance was high. Years of battles and countless injuries taught him how to handle a lot of pain and never let it show. the burns set his arms on fire while the ice covered his left shoulder. slamming the side of the battle axe into his shoulder, the ice broke off into small fragments.

"You really think I can feel pain? This body is numb to your feeble attacks!" He yelled before making a heavy upwards strike, sending one of the shotguns flying out of Trigos hand. Using the opportunity to attack, Jack-o-lanturn turned his axe into its duel pistol form and opened fire, sending twelve bullets flying towards his opponent at close range