Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20151201110728/@comment-26571677-20151202053157

"She sure knows how to use that spear" Kinaver muttered, "Wish she was using my spear right now."

"Ya know Kinaver, I can hear everything you're saying" Amilanthior cut in.

There was a pause as Kinaver took that in.

"You didn't hear anything, got it?"

He was still in a fight though, and he had realised that he wasn't getting anywhere. Her reach was just too far for his rather short Ryyk blades to reach. So instead, he pretended to actually get hit by the girl's sweeping attack. In reality, he had stuck Ash and Cinder into the ground with their Dust activated. But for what he was planning, the minimal amount in his blades, although concentrated, just wouldn't be enough.

To remedy that, he let his jacket slip from his shoulders and land over the blades. Now he played the waiting game. Suddenly, he felt the tip of his opponent's spear be stuck against his chin, and his eyes narrowed. Did she really think that he was a pushover? The very thought made him positively boil with anger.

Again, he used his speed to his advantage, he gripped the shaft of her spear and used it to hurl himself into the air. Using the airtime to his advantage, he twisted himself in the air, and aimed for an airborne punch, putting minimal strength in it, as his weight would supply all the force needed.