Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5704503-20151217033810/@comment-25924729-20151223021819

She flowed with the wind blast, using it to propel herself several meters away to safety, landing in a catlike crouch. Why would he do that? That attack accomplished nothing but to help her retreat. Then she saw the projectiles tearing towards her in the wind funnel.

As if by a miracle, her own spear was lauched towards her. Catching her salvation as it sailed past, she gave it a twirl and faced the salvo of shrapnel. With blinding speed and precision, she weaved and sliced, cutting down or batting aside almost all the shards that came at her, emerging unscathed. But still something nagged at her mind... a faint... beeping?

The world exploded in a burst of light and pain, and Tigris was thrown back by the explosion. ''Unforgivable, he turned my own weapon against me?! ''She stood up, anger flashing in her emerald eyes. Her spear reverted to rifle form, and she emptied her clip at him, five shots in total.

High caliber sniper rounds ripped through the air, three aimed at his chest, one fired low to disable his legs, and one dead center at his forehead, aiming for a clean headshot.