Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5704503-20151217033810/@comment-27128326-20151231113919

"Oh... crap..."

He soon found himself in a mire of mud, unaware of the grenade. He wondered if there was any grenades hidden.

''So far, a few minutes have passed... but I can still feel some of the fraction of Derange overflowing within me...''

Honestly, by far, all he's been doing was avoiding him and using CC on him to debilitate his abilities. He sorta hated those kinds of things due to the fact that he just loves to cause as much damage; he prefers other comrades to take care of that.

He thought of an idea.

He started running toward the grenadier once again; hoping to use one of the supposed hidden bombs. As soon as he took his fifth step, he tripped, landing on his chest. The hidden leg bomb he was unaware of detonated, and soon found himself launching toward the grenadier. Despite the damage, his Aura was there to protect his leg from becoming mush, but it still hurt his leg a lot. Still, a lot for a normal person would be "a lot", but "a lot" for him would be somewhat moderate.

He threw an overhead toward Raven, knocking him into the ground. He stomped on his head two times, stemming a bit from his annoyance on his CC and constant zoning. He then threw a powerful kick that shot him away from him.

"Geez, that stung!" he said as he remembered using his injured leg to kick him.