Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20180107044826/@comment-25363089-20180112042722

Margrit quickly shifted singing death into its lance form; Using it block and parry the strikes as they came from the jetpack. She made a few feint thrust at the girl trying to keep her at bay. While a close range fight wouldn't be to difficult for her it just wasn't time she needed to get the jet pack away from the girl. For those wings were surpising razor sharp?.''Did he purposely made those like blades rather than like wings for a reason? Why..''

''This girl is fierce i'll give her that much...but.. ''Margrit thought as she then changed singing death into its wand form as she then ducked and rolled behind the girl. Using the wand to try and knock the girl off her feet with a swift dust blast to her feet. ''This fight was over before it started. ''She thought as she then switched singing death to sword form using gravity dust to make a dark purple blade that made the hilt feel heavy.