Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170727032812/@comment-27036092-20170920161535

I start running towards the entrance, quickly look into my bag to grab some kind of glasses, and put them on. I can now see a magical three-dimensional compass in the corner of my eye. "I hope I won't break my back by trying this method out..." I turn around and dash towards the Slimes that are after me, dodging the tentacles and spinning around them. I thrust the blazing sword forwards as if to pierce through them, concentrate mana into the blade's tip, and the hit is accompanied by a shockwave expelling fire from the sword and creating a hole, allowing me to get past them while slashing one of them with the burning hot steel.

I keep running towards a wall, until I start running on it and make an impulsion to do a backflip. I hold the sword above my head, towards the Slimes, to slash them during my backwards fall, while some alchemical freezing grenades fall down from my cloak's sleeves into the Slimes. In the meantime, I check the compass to try to manage my landing more or less properly and internally pray not to die.

"I can't die here... There's someone waiting for me, and I don't want to make her sad." Eventually, I land a little roughly with my knees feeling the impact of the stunt, and the grenades explode, rendering my pursuers slowed down or unable to move. "Phew... The was a close one. The landing was, too...", I say while looking at the street from where I landed: almost at the edge of the building.

"Lillia, Isaac, Jeiel, are you okay? The frost won't keep them busy forever, and it's a good time to attack them! You're better fighters than me, so you should help keeping the scores right!", I shout while dashing again towards the frozen Slimes in order to land a series of blows on them.