Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30225761-20161025045043/@comment-27950421-20161028023202

My eyes flash red, "this is it."

As the blast comes at me, I plant my feet in the ground. I raise a hand and thrust an open palm into the on coming blast. I hold my ground, pushing back against the beam of radiation, energy from the blast occasionaly going between my fingers and the hitting the ground behind me. As the crimson spiral beam reach its peak, the light completely blocks me out from being seen. Eventually the attack burns out and I remain standing, smoke drifting off my hand and a slight sizzling sound coming from my palm.

I shake my hand out, "So, is it my turn now?"