Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20130604074342/@comment-933831-20130618021958

Caccia focused as the man held the gun against her. She had to focus or else she couldn't use her abilities. Mentally breaking through her pain, the demon pressed her metal armor back in three spikes, impaling his throat, chest and groin. Once within the flesh, she pressed about a foot of metal from the tip, down the throat, up through the heart, and up through the kidneys, respectively. The looter was easily dead, falling to the ground.

Once she had the man off of her, and all the looters were dead, she staggered forward, picking up the two final conduits off the bodies, she went to hands and knees, her voice erratically dropping and raising between soft whisper and mutilated screaming. With this much pain, she was having trouble controlling her telepathy. "S-someone get UP HERE! TAKE the conduits... I... Need a MINUTE!" She was clearly in pain, a hand on her chest where she'd been shot, and blood spattering the floor below from her leg.