Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160523114310/@comment-29458028-20160604062440

Al's lips curved into a smile, revealing his fangs. It was very obvious he was not the Imperial Prince by now, since Hayden Fontaine was very obviously not a vampire. As the flying weapons headed to Al ... they simply touched his skin, and seemed to reverse. It was almost as if the earlier display of vulnerability was just to trick them into throwing projectiles.

The elves who threw the projectiles would notice that whatever they flung at Al flew back at different trajectories - Al aimed only to hit two of the elves, and the last one he didn't touch. That was because about 10 chains fired from above Al, straight at this last elf...

"Scared yet, elven bitches?"

Hayden decided to fling the staff at the elves, like he did earlier, and raised his hand, creating a brilliant white flash of Aethefire to blind all the elves, as he loosed his chokuto in a smooth draw, slicing clean arcs at the elves who were the closest to him.