Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170301124403/@comment-26517142-20170703010647

As the Pride of Penance  went wild with its attacks on the hallowed shadows of Nathan, Bentley splits into his cloned counterparts and combats at different angles. Abiathar grins, bemused at the tactic.

"If you think we should act of ourown accord, Bentley, then so be it." Abiathar utters loudly as he summons multiple spell circles - all around his body. From the circles emerged the heads of Japanese katanas dipped in inky red, their tips glinting like pointed missiles. Abiathar aims them at the dark shadows under assault from daggers bythe smoke clone.

"PRESENTS! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!" With a maniacal laugh, the swords explode in all direction,some deflected and some impalling the shadows on the spot. One by one, the fetid copies disappear.

And Raioh grunts in resound complaint.

"I give." She unfurls her sabres."I'm fighting too!"