Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20151119155453/@comment-25038310-20151211213522

"You had it coming." Arnaud muttered, before dashing forward. He reloaded his contender while doing so, as he muttered his mother's infamous incantation.

Time alter : double accel.

Time for him ; distorted. The environmwnt to him was a sickly color of orange and red, and his speed doubled. The reality bubble inside of him actually distorted time in his body, and not slowed it down for him.

As he approached one of them, he punched one of them in the throat; although the fist hit the man's throat, it wasn't until moments later a reaction would occur.

It was important to work as fast as possible while in this state - he had little time and he could already feel his body temperature increasing and his eyesight turning fuzzier. He jumped toward the second thief, smashing the butt of his pistol in the man's temple as hard as he could.

The reality bubble ceased right after that nearly immediately. But Arnaud had anticipated it would happen so soon. As he had reloaded his gun before, he merely had to aim the barrel of his gun towards the third approaching victim.

He did so; and pulled the trigger.

To the others, he would look as if someone had sticked frames of his body against eachother, which moved in a distorted but swifter manner towards the enemies. His attacks were incomprehensible and blurry ; making it hard to see what he had actually done. Sound and wild speculation or perhaps an autopsy on his victims were probably the only way to determine what had actually occured.