Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26571677-20160316192622/@comment-26571677-20160320064106

The moment Estelle stepped into the alleyway, Amilanthior spread his hands, and the entire alleyway was covered in a sphere that nullified all sound. Before she could even react though, each corner of the alley flashed, and sparked, letting loose four, deadly streams of electricity that moved so fast, Amilanthior didn't even clearly see the moment of impact.

She fell, but, to the maniac's surprise, was still moving. He jumped down, just as she was getting up, amazed by her aura's strength. Something that he sadly lacked. He started to walk to her, pulling out Arkhalis along the way, in it's revolver form.

"This is...Estelle, I presume?"

"Well, you may call me Amilanthior, at least until I find another name, that is. My last identity should really be erased, don't you think so? His mindset was just so much more...passive, you know? A typical nice-guy. Well, NO MORE! I! HAVE ARISEN!"

"And you, my lady, will come with me, knocked out, no matter what. I'll be chivalrous, pull out your weapon."