Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170816034817/@comment-28358106-20170904041230

(S9/Ant)  Antoinette barely has time to acknowledge Maria's hit before she feels the tingling on her skin. With a burst from her wings she dashes to one side, diving into a shoulder roll as the lightning bolt strikes where she was only moments before. She stops at a crouch, and a pang of guilt stabs her as she glances at Maria.

She looks up at the Gails. She cannot win a distance fight, this she now knows. It has to be close. Her mouth becomes drawn and grim, her glaive reforms in her hand, and she bursts forward again.

The rod is leveled at her, and the air splits with thunder as several bolts fly at her. Swinging her glaive in great arcs, it takes all of  her upper body strength to bat them away, each one still shaking her body with electricity that arcs through her steel armor. She closes, swinging down in a stroke, but Gaito meets the swing with her rod, and the energy from both weapons crackles and shudders until it bursts, forcing both combatants back into a skid.

Antoinette slides, her silver hooves sparking until she comes to a crouching stop, one hand on the ground. She rises, defiance in her eyes as she breathes heavily.

"I will not allow you to take my purity  before my husband does.  I would die first."

She spreads her arms and in a flash, her glaive forms once more. She widens her stance, aiming its tip at the Slave Knight.