Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160425084355/@comment-26571677-20160426065333

(Ouch bro, thank god for Alva's coat)

She stood, not wasting time on dusting herself off. No major injuries, judging by the fact that she wasn't bleeding out, and her bones weren't broken. A couple bruises would obviously appear later on, but she really just didn't care. The saner part of her mind could deal with that.

The strings on her GuZheng had been molten, and she ripped them off, tossing the, onto the ground, and restrung her GuZheng, taking around 4 seconds to do so, drawing them, and tightening them.

He appeared, and she strummed 6 large blades of wind at him in a single second, circling them around his body, each aimed slightly ajar, the annoy meant showing on Alvadek's face as she saw the aim of each of them.