Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20190131225052/@comment-25389303-20190226001553

Rio grimaced as he watched his opponent settle into a combat stance, despite having taken a shot from his rifle directly in the chest. The man was good - very good, in fact - and tougher than he had expected. The fact that he had managed to fend off both him and his sister for so long was a testament to his skill. But, like all things, this duel of their's had to come to an end.

The man's attention was drawn to a sudden flash of light that illuminated the room, pouring in through the building's large windows. Distantly, he could hear the sound of approaching sirens.

"We're out of time!" Rosa hissed at his side, having come to the same conclusion he had. The police were here - and would likely be on a shoot-first, ask-questions-later mindset after the stunts they've pulled here tonight.

"So we are..." Rio replied gruffly, mildly irritated that he would be unable to finish this conflict properly. Slowly, he turned his gaze back to Koray.

"Looks like it's your lucky day," Rio told him, lowering the barrel of his rifle slightly to indicate his intentions. "Getting arrested, after all of this fighting, would be very embarrassing for both of us. Unless you want us to share a cell, I suggest you heed this advice..."

Holstering his rifle, Rio began backing away, motioning for his sister to follow his lead. Rosa, on the other hand, kept her weapon close at hand as they made their withdrawal towards one of the side exits.

"Turn around, and leave. Interfere with out affairs again, follow us, or try to stop us, and we will put you down, old man," Rio told Koray, making sure there was no room for misunderstanding in his words. Then, without a second word or waiting for a response, the two freelancers turned and bolted out the nearby doors, vanishing within seconds as the approaching police cars grew louder and louder in the background.

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"You don't understand--" Zobet began, the laughter dying in his eyes as Nickelae barged past him. Ahead of them, Orpheus appeared unfazed as the young man summoned up a great portion of his strength and unleashed it towards him. As the blast left Nickelae's fist, the giant suddenly sprang into action. With an audible grunt, Orpheus planted the blades of the coffin deep into the concrete pavement, rooting it to the ground so that it stayed upright. Then, in one swift motion, he reached forward and ripped open the coffin's purple and gold door.

What lay within was a darkness Zobet had never seen before - even when he shut his eyes during the darkest of nights. He watched in wonder and no small amount of shock as the unnatural void within appeared to swallow the powerful projectile completely, before blinking in surprise as the heavy coffin door suddenly slammed shut - sealing the darkness once again.

Besides the dark container, Orpheus smiled beneath his mask. Finally, he was able to prove to his old nemesis which of them was the true master of Dust. Only he was capable of creating a vortex of such power. Only he deserved the title of leader.

"You still have much to learn..." Orpheus sneered. In one hand he hefted the weaponised coffin once again, while in the other he began to twirl his bladed chain in a circular motion until it appeared nothing more than a blur to the eye.

Then, he began to walk towards them.