Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20160813171701/@comment-27743663-20161222042618

At this point, trying seemed pointless. Marain could already feel her aura depleting. It's been barely three minutes...though, it's not like she expected much in the first place. She couldn't do much but just take the hits and look around frantically, waiting for an oppurtunity that wouldn't come. She was too squishy to do otherwise. Turning her head to look at the final blow, she found it never actually came as wind blew down towards her.

...Eh?

Looking up, she saw his still extended hand, and it was certainly hitting the top of her head. It was just hitting her hat. More importantly, the piece of stone in it.

...Just like how she planned! Seeing this as her oppurtunity, an idea flashed into her head. She herself lacked the power to do any lasting damage, but she could easily borrow some for a short time. Reachind down quickly to touch the floor, she felt her skin harden as there was a quick flash of her depeted aura, her semblance activating as she ran forward with the intent to slam her hardened fist in Carnelian's stomach.