Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170913165819/@comment-25073873-20171011072625

Illya didn't even turn at first, as the air behind her shimmered, multiple golden lines drawing through the air. The arrow was knocked away from hitting her, as Illya continued to walk.

If closely observed, the golden lines were all chains, shimmering for a short moment as they defended Illya from the arrow. Illya herself turned slightly, her eyes narrowing slightly as she smirked at the Archer.