Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20181203112006/@comment-13488655-20190626035154

Seeing her own friend, a person she loved and cared for deeply raising a knife against her, emotions poured out all over as if she had been already stabbed in the heart. Still, she activated her semblance once more, breathing heavily as the rune was now in position to block the strike but not before slamming, her old dear friend, repeatedly in her face with her Blackhawk guns. She just kept hitting her untill the girl was knocked out of the way, allowing her to unload both magazines into Azraq, not holding anything back. She was going to end this woman for what she did... For every sin she committed.