Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27137333-20160505050806/@comment-24416658-20160506232120

Tanner laughed, seeing the boy fly across the room and hit the floor. He cracked his knuckles and his neck, rolling his shoulders and switching from repeater to sword mode. He looked up at the board.

Battle's barely started and already we lost quite a bit...

Forget that, Cowboy, watch!

Tanner's attention snapped back to Viorel. The boy was doing...something. He looked ready. Tanner couldn't place it, but he did see the hammer coming at him again. He huffed, smiling and tossing his head, ready to grab it ag-

THWAK

Was all Tanner heard, before he felt himself hit the wall, practically sticking to it. As gravity peeled him off, he did his best to readjust his vision. Thankfully his aura prevented him from getting a concussion, but still, that hurt. Not as much as the kid was going to, however.

Fully alert now, Tanner fell off the wall and landed on one knee, with his right fist slamming into the ground, making a miniature crater. Tanner hadn't found his semblance yet. But he was pissed.

"That's how it's gonna be, eh pardner?" he asked, chuckling, as his aura once again flared. He stood, bringing his sword to his face and slicing to the side.

"So be it. En garde!" The Knight was back. Tanner took a stance, then ran at his full speed, sword behind him, directly at Viorel. Once he reached him, he leaped, going for a diagonal upward slice. Tanner, with his strength, sliced with his greatsword one-handed.