Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160416122428/@comment-29458028-20160501092247

Erienne practiced a few slashes with her blade, thinking about how she was going to perform such an attack. She didn't exactly have an idea as to how it was done, but her family members had showed her similar attacks before. Different, but the end result was the same.

Erienne closed her eyes, holding her sword vertically, as she visualised a certain flow - her sword deconstructing into electrons. Her sword's electrons losing their position in the world, as it was impossible to predict the exact location of an electron without observing it. Multiple equations strewn in her mind, converging.

Resonance. Splitting. Unobservable cuts. Many directions, yet none of them.

Erienne's eyes opened, and she slashed horizontally instead. A sort of ghostly blade mirrored her own weapon perfectly, its path only traceable by the faint shimmer through the air, as well as the plasma which built up on both moving weapons, which seemed electrified.

A boulder she used as a target didn't just get three scratches ... it was sliced clean through. Yet, Erienne didn't manage to cut three directions, only two.

"I messed up. No vertical cut."