Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150417182333/@comment-26130256-20160109081250

"Working on it," Azulius replied, reaching into his suit for an Ice crystal. He tossed it down one of the hallways, then ignited it with a few bullets. The Dust created a frozen barricade between the reinforcements and the rest of the action, and he sealed the remaining gaps with more Earth Dust bullets.

Turning his attention to Lucifer, he decided to give his favorite little psychopath some help against the wounded mob boss. Azzie focused on his Semblance, and the space around Luc's head exploded with light and sound, false images and distortion swimming through his vision and screeching feedback in his ears.