Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131204024942/@comment-17970636-20131211032623

Aaron winced as his balls took a second assault.

I need balls of steel, not legs of steel....

Aaron spun around with his opponent and hit his right kneecap.

''These guys are good, so. time to speed things up.''

Aaron started doing a series of kicks with his right leg, the lightning dust now being activated, lent itself and the speed and power of his kicks increased to twice the general speed. Any kick that landed would also shock the opponent slightly.

Sven whipped off his glasses once he saw he had missed and time slowed down before him.

Having to use this twice in one abttle, these guys aren't so bad.

Sven matched Citrine blow for blow, the clang of metal upon metal resonating constantly. Sven followed up with a series of kicked and felt bulelts graze him, cutting his face and ripping a hole through his jacket.

"Blindspots"

Sven's time slowdown immidiately stopped and he winced as the blade made a diagonal slash across his chest, but he could see Citrine's blindspots perfectly now.

No matter how good the fighter, their blindspots they will never be able to react to.

Sven immidiately held his tonfa up and the weighted ends shot towards Citrine's left ankle and right shoulder.

You can't dodge these....