Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131119001848/@comment-7497475-20131127092527

The charge towards Stjarnstill ended sooner than Noir thought. She had expected him to evade her attack, she hadn't expected him to appear immediately in front of her. Being much too cramped for space, Noir took the full force of his attack. The blows hit her across her body, her aura struggling against the burns.

''Shit, I'm getting torn to pieces here. This isn't going to end well.''

Her aura gave way under the onslaught. A blow to her right shoulder burned into her and she recoiled heavily.

''Fuck! Tough bastard!''

Another hit to her leg almost sent her to the ground. The fist about to strike her again was in her sights.

Well, it couldn't get any worse anyway.

Throwing her left hand up to catch his, aiming to get the skin contact she needed, she flexed her right hand. Orchestrating Phantom Limb towards her god like opponent, she brought all three limbs at him with as much force as she could.

''You want pain? I'll give you as much as I can.''