Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-13488655-20161123142236

Flint could feel the icy rain freezing on his body, realizing that he wouldn't stand a chance against. Reaching into his pocket, Flint took out one of his electric dust rifle bullets, grinding some of it into a light powder before firing a bolt of electricity towards Nickelae through the rain.