Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-17970636-20140529203447/@comment-26388029-20140712022547

Muscles tensed up beneath Thymeria's feet as she hacked away at the Nevermore. She quickly plunged her sword into the bird as the bird Grimm flung Stephan off, Evening Star staying long enough on the monster to light some feathers on fire.

Not good, she thought as she saw Stephan landed in a pack of Beowolves. Better finish this quickly before he gets mauled. Mustering her strength, she put all of her willpower into channeling a massive amount of red Dust. The RJPB glowed white-hot in response, and the jets flared blue flame. The huntress jumped to the neck of the Nevermore, holding on for dear life to the feathers as the bird tried to shake her off, to no avail.

Raising the fire-wreathed Evening Star high above her head, Thymeria swung down with all her might.

The blade cut more easily than she expected through the flesh and bone. The massive head went whirling through the air, the beak of the bird still wide open from pain. It landed with a huge thump on the leaf-covered forest floor.

Thymeria, still on the flaming body, somersaulted off at the last second and landed next to Stephan. Just at that moment, her semblance shut off.

She was incredibly drained after the attack, but despite that, she stood and raised Evening Star up. With heavy breath, she took a fighting stance.

After all, the fight's hardly begun.