Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20161212045904/@comment-25073873-20161214173114

Iori frowned and reversed her sword, stabbing it into the armpit of the assassin who tried to attack her from behind, then angling the blade up into the bone joint, completely immobilizing and disabling the arm. This would stop the sword from even reaching her.

As for the assassin in front, Iori moved forward, and slammed the inside of his wrist with her palm, flipping her hand and grabbing said wrist. Focusing, Iori used her Fontaine natural ability to generate electricity, and sent a charge into the assassin's hand, making him drop his sword. Iori grabbed the blade midair and took the assassin's head, as she spun clockwise and pushed her sword through the other assassin's armpit into his heart, the weapon bursting out from the other side.

Iori pulled her sword free and flicked the blood off, the weapon now as clean as new. She sheathed it and leapt down to meet her relatives.

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"Hey, can't save everyone" shrugged Emilia.

Aeorin shook his head. His relative inherited her mother's attitude, or at least part of it. It was the wrong thing to learn, but it was just too bad.