Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-28185759-20161002072451/@comment-24416658-20161106045417

"Certainly a flair for the dramatic!" Rowtag yelled. He had turned off his semblance, knowing there was little he could do against bolts of energy. His feet flew over the ground, doing his absolute best to avoid the blasts. At one point, he had to incorporate his hands, making it seem as if he had just learned to breakdance.

"Anything else?!" Rowtag called out, groaning as a bolt struck him in the back, causing him to stumble for a second, "Because this is quite unfair!" While still avoiding, Rowtag chose to run out of the circle of death, turning off his weapons and bringing them together to form the gun once more.

As he ran, he went in a circle around Orran, firing inwards like a gravitationally locked object.