Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20180714174318

(Jester) Violetta moves instinctively moves out of her hiding spot as the tendril like attack flies her way. It crashes into the wall, breaking stone, scattering debris and kicking up dust. Violetta takes the offensive, her eyes bleed in pain of loss for her sister, whom she loved more than any other.

With a screech she charges Prad’s position, seeming to be reckless with grief. However, Violetta proves cunning and disappears mid charge. Her body bursts to mist and evaporates. Soon Prad finds himself out numbered by Lesser Vampires, who have come to answer their master’s call. It did not matter how many Prad vaporized in the charge, he was surrounded on all fronts. Swarms skittering from the walls like Soldier Ants.

While Prad focuses on stalling the hoard, he battered relentlessly in random areas of his body. Violetta appears, strikes, disappears, repeat. She is fast, educated on critical areas to strike and her movements sporadic. All the while the hoard bares down on him.