Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20190605175903/@comment-13488655-20190610032753

"Didn't she throw a ice sculpture at your head around  the end of it?" Flint had to ask as he kept his  guard up, tanking the hits whilemaking fast strikes at his Grandfather's punches to trow them at least a little off course. His mind was clearly devided, striving to keep himself from taking too much damage while looking for an opening. His grandfather's constant talking was distracting but that also meant he himself was focusing on also telling a story, so there was plenty of chances for an opening to appear.

"Right Right! On i-Hey!" Narinj called out as she was using her ink to slide and swerve out of the way of Margrit's shots before one of them came a bit to close for  comfort, knocking a fire dust grenade out onto the ink coated floor.... Slowly rolling towards Nick and Hoshi while Narinj kept on flinging more of her grenades.