Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20160124001204/@comment-25582638-20160127051816

Looking at Glatteis on his hands, Maur can only think that its shotgun form is the only thing that can break his fall. Yeah, copy other's landing strategy while calling the attention of countless Grimm. Great.

He heaved a heavy sigh, resigned to his inevitable fate.

“What are you worrying this time?”

Even though she asked, Cyzarine didn't put much thought into it. For her, it merely seemed to be a proper response to the current state the worrywart is in.

“Oh, um, I don't know how I'll land. Well, I mean I have Glatteis to help me out but......”

The young girl half turned to Maur and scanned him from head to toe. In less than five seconds, she turned back to face the forest, glancing at the other people beside her. Two people remaining before her turn.

“Why don't you use your Semblance?”

“But Cyz, I can't make some ice paths or slides! All I can do is to encase stuffs and...... Oh, encase....”

Maur scratched his head while Cyzarine was inwardly bewildered of his lack of common sense. --- A sphere of black-colored ice slammed to the tree branches and rocks, pieces of ice disintegrating as they got chipped off from the sphere. It continued rolling down in the midst of the forest due to the slope of the terrain, bouncing slightly when it came in contact with small, protruding rocks.

Finally after the seemingly endless torture of dizziness for the person inside, the sphere broke when it came face to face with a tall sturdy rock which was dented from the force.

Maur fell to the ground. He groaned in pain as he rolled to a supine position. Wind suddenly picked up, blowing cold air in which the young man appreciated. Then a few minutes later, the urge to puke disrupted his rest.