Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190516025150/@comment-29038468-20190528003226

Ophelia catches the crystal in her hand and brakes it. Swirls of dark mist explode out of the crystal and flows into her. Her heavy breathing stops and she looks refreshed. "Are you ready to continue?" I ask her. "Yes father, I'm ready!" She responds getting back into stance. "Then keep fighting. The more you do, the more you'll get used to your powers. Hold nothing back!" I tell her.

Pir'e smiles, this is exactly what she was hoping for, someone of her skill, someone that could push her. Someone she could let loose on. Someone who was the opposite of her graceful skill. Lydis' strike knocks the blade out of her hands, but it turns into a stream of blood that flows into her other hand as she deftly back flips away from Lyndis.