Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131119001848/@comment-933831-20131127084534

As she pressed her attack forward, Stjarnstill swept his hands in front of him, the energy on his hands from his astral attacks destroying most of the bullets. One, however, found his shoulder, his aura taking the hit, but making him stagger back nevertheless. The mage looked down furiously, his fists clenching. His whole body was trembling a bit an rage, and he did something quite unexpected. He used the speed step to place himself between Noir and her shield, starting to give a flurry of attacks.