Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26593284-20160429011233/@comment-25908355-20160506133044

Raelcontor wrote: RD rolls his eyes. He re-summons his bow and now a quiver of arrows. Some were made of ice and some were coated in a blinding aura of light or luck. He chooses an ice arrow and draws back, the accents on the bow glowing bright blue. He releases the arrow, seeming not to care whether or not he misses. Hematite sidesteps from the arrow's path.

Red Hematite: Underestimation like that only fueled Re͜b̨e͝l͞l͡ìon҉.

QQ's words ring in Hematite's mind.

"Fight like it's a second rebellion!"

He licks his teeth and smiles, before lunging at the diamond, swinging towards the lower body, trying to be more precise than anything, reducing damage.