Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140807034817/@comment-24296957-20160623004335

Amet switched hands, the other glove still primed with Dust. He used it go lessen his momentum, rolling to the ground, crouching once more. He could tell Inari was hiding - her lack of attacks now said so. Now was the prime opportunity, yet she wasn't the moment. Amet slowly got up, loading two special Dust combos into his gloves - a gift from Aurus.

The heir twirled his sword, turning off his semblance. He knew it could be active for quite some time, but he felt this mach would last longer than it should. He had to be a bit more reserved. There wasn't much cover nearby, and the trees weren't swaying as much...except a few, very close to each other near the edge of the forest. The environment dictated where Inari could possibly be. Amet stopped, rolled his shoulders, closed his eyes, and slowed his breathing.

After a few moments, the Kiyng  walked a few feet forwards, extending out his Aura to feel for the heiress. In fact, she was there. Priming the Dust in his gloves, he launched his left hand first - a massive ball of water surged from his hand and towards the tree Inari was hiding behind. Right before it collided, the liquid erupted into a thick, yet fine, hot cloud - obscuring all vision inside it. His other hand surged with a crackling energy, exploding from his hand and into the steam cloud -  a highly potent grain of electric dust. Amet launched it at the cloud.

The heir waited for Inari's next move. How would she deal with being in the middle of an electric storm?