Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20151201110728/@comment-26571677-20151204111526

He had forgotten how hard Zhu-Li hit, she was certainly no joke. She'd gotten more stealthy as well, he'd barely heard her drop down from the trees. He needed to give her that attack, just so she could bait him. Now, he had to keep up his act, without hurting her, he might add.

He unchained his Zeracts, and fired them toward the trees where his girlfriend had disappeared. With Arkhalis drawn, he cut through the thick bushes for better visuals, and darted around, never keeping still.

He spread out his fingers in a wide circle, silencing himself and all sounds around him, it would make his job easier. Then, he disappeared in the foliage, leaping form tree to tree until he found a thick bush where he stopped. From then, he began to watch for Zhu-Li, ready for near-to-anything.

Now he was a hunter, and everything came back to him. He switched Arkhalis into the revolver-pistol form. He lived for the perfect shot, and his gun was his heart.

(You play Destiny brah?)