Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160528164845/@comment-29458028-20160602134843

"Break. Shatter, Crush" said Amarie quietly, before her armor all exploded off and turned into an overwhelming storm of petals, all aimed at steamrolling the witch at her own game of using many, many razor blades to attack the enemy. Amarie had stopped moving, and the petal storm attacked relentlessly, while a bare minimum swirled around Amarie to protect her.