RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
04-18-2015, 03:14 AM
"The hell?" Savannah finds herself tumbling to the stone floor as Remah easily dodges her attack, the surface grating at the skin of her shoulder, exposed by her burnt and tattered sweatshirt. The sword lands on top of her, taking her breath away as the fire fades away. She pushes it to the side, rolling over onto her hands and knees. As she moves to stand up, however, there's a faint tickling of magic at her back, and Savannah glances back. She can't see her own back. Obviously. But there's definitely something there.
"Urgh..." She pulls herself to her feet, hauling her weapon up off the floor. "You're going to regret that, you crock'a shit!" Whether she was talking about Bohw's magic, Remah's dodge, or his attack on Myra remained a mystery to all but her. The real reason was that she was pissed she fell on the floor, and turned to him to blame. It was his fault after all. With her shout of rage, Savannah presses her thumb against the ruby again, reigniting the blade, and moves in for another reckless slash.
"Urgh..." She pulls herself to her feet, hauling her weapon up off the floor. "You're going to regret that, you crock'a shit!" Whether she was talking about Bohw's magic, Remah's dodge, or his attack on Myra remained a mystery to all but her. The real reason was that she was pissed she fell on the floor, and turned to him to blame. It was his fault after all. With her shout of rage, Savannah presses her thumb against the ruby again, reigniting the blade, and moves in for another reckless slash.