Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20160121042010/@comment-24416658-20160122044839

Thorald dusted himself off as he exited the cafeteria. Nobody was gonna be eating there for a while, that much was certain. Wiping his brow, he felt himself feeling slow. The electricity in his body had expended itself in the fight. Even so, his time for relaxing was cut short by an entire Nevermore crashing down in the courtyard about 100 meters away down the hall, and another boy leaping off and heading back to the stadium.

"Alright then." he simply said. Looking around, he spotted a lampost near him. Mentally begging that he wouldn't have to pay for reparations later, he walked up to it, smashing the pole off with his hammer, exposing the wires. Grabbing them, he felt the electricity flow through him, letting go once he felt himself almost reach the limit. Flipping his hammer in the air, he saw his vision turn into a slight yellow tint.

"Hell yeah."

Instantly, Thorald dashed towards the Nevermore, creating a draft in his wake. As the Grimm began to stand, it saw the yellow and purple blur headed towards him. Bringing his hammer behind him, Thorald let out a yell, as he ran at full force toward the Grimm. The Nevermore got off half a screech when Thorald, moving at an obscene speed, smashed the hammer into the side of the creature's head, absolutely evaporating it and shifting its body 50 feet away. Skidding to a stop, Thorald left tire tracks on the floor, as he held his hammer in a clenched fist, his vision returning to normal and his breath heavy.

I really hope there aren't any more nearby....