Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131215120223/@comment-7497475-20131218235529

Chamoisee opened her eyes. Seeing that the man had intervend again, she would have shied away but her shoulder was still stuck in the Ursa's jaw. Shifting, she managed to grab a spike. Resting back against it's chest, Chamoisee jammed the spike into the Ursa's jaw, through her own shoulder. It's jaw cracked, giving her enough room to get out of it. Her body and organs had healed, with her shoulder following suit.

''We should finish this. There is only one left.''

Moving on impulse, Chamoisee flicked her cloak away from her back, revealing Quilled Ire in it's fullest. With every spike ready, she turned, firing alll of them at the last Ursa. Turning to see the damage done, she saw that all but two spike hit. It was still, the massive damage killed it without trouble. As it slumped to the ground, Chamoisee retracted the spikes.

She turned her face away slightly, the man just before her.

"Um, thanks, again."