Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170816034817/@comment-31049256-20170904035928

(Flame, Xin) It is close, many in the crowd holding their breath as the dagger seems to fall in slow motion.

The blade strikes both, but is able to cut through the simple peach before the bomb explodes, covering Xinderas in both fruit juice and the sticky white substance. As it soaks into her skin she can tell it is spirit energy that has been refined and then watered down, but even still to the young men and women eyeing her figure rather than clapping for her victory it is very provocative.

"Congratulations Miss Xinderas. You just did succeed on your goal." The Gazer says with a smirk as she holds the pair of water guns out for her.