Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150821064137/@comment-25924729-20150826114623

Vale fell. Hard. She cursed herself for the recklessness. In her head, she could already hear her mother's voice, mocking her failure: ''......You're pathetic, child. I regret the day you were born....''

Struggling to her knees, she gritted her teeth in pain and rage. "No!!" she hissed, at both Rayne and the phantom voice.

Her left hand shot out, grabbing the scythe blade in an attempt to pin the weapon. She winced as her fingers bled, but ignored it.

Still on the ground, she lashed out with her legs, feeling the satisfying thud as Rayne's legs were kicked out from under her. Sensing a large body falling over her, she charged her right arm, impact Dust. The reverse elbow strike was poorly aimed, but packed enough force to crunch bone.