Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-27235572-20150809225352

((JK, can you check out Desi's page for a second, so I can know the answer to my question? Thanks! ^_^))

Quinn couldn't hear anything but the roar in her eyes, her mind braying for blood to be shed. Deep down inside, she knew that her powers would just be wasted against a witch of this caliber, but her fury needed an outlet and just keeping it inside wasn't an option to her at the moment.

For a second, nothing could be heard but the sound of trees creaking outside that came through the hole. Then, several jagged branches burst through the walls, whipping around the room. One narrowly avoided Shirley, shooting past her ear. Startled, she accidentally dug Sterben a bit into her hostage's neck.

Another one hit Petra squarely in the back, causing her to topple onto the floor from the force. Her nose shattered on impact, leaving behind a hole where it used to be. Sighing with irritation, she pushed herself up with one hand, since the other was still a blade.

At first, the vines seemed to have no target, blatantly hitting whoever was in reach. Yet another branch slashed Lalka's face, gifting her a deep gash on her nose. Soon however, the branches knew their target: Eldhrimnir.

((I cringed while typing this <.< Not one of my better responses.))