Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160903202816/@comment-29038468-20161024002147

As the alternate Dhampirs get torn up they all turn into mannequin pieces and get crushed under Xena while the ice mirror pieces go flying, some of the remaining copies fire at her keeping her attention while the real Dhampir grins. Dhampir: Checkmate." She mutters. She grips her fists and slams both her hands down, almost invisible threads that Xena can now see wrap around her, IT'S A TRAP! The ice shards are connected to the threads and they come down in an instant impaling Xena with ice shards. The pain is an instant but is soon taken over by a soothing numbness, she can barely feel her own body as the icy feeling soon encompasses her whole body.