Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-28358106-20180331235627

There is the sound of cracking knuckles, and a muted, deep rush as Tirush clenches her fists, flames engulfing her hands and running up the leading edges of her wings. Liquid flame drips from between her fingers, splashing to the floor.

The time for talk is over.

She is a fiery, roaring blur as she rushes past Jorge. There is a simultaneous burst of mist, flames and splintering wood as her fist connects with the lord's throne, reducing it to timber. He rematerializes on her flank, kneeling, his own hand raised...

But she is already moving when he reappears, the leading edge of her wing catching him full force on the side of the head as she spins in a turnbuckle. With a meaty smack he is sent spinning end over end, smashing into a pillar to Jorge's right, within a step and a swing of his range.