Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160528164845/@comment-29458028-20160529124151

Amarie, while the lord tried to avoid her attack, already straightaway commited to an attack with her sword, which sliced into anything, even spectres and spirits. Everything was of course, planned by her.

The moment the lord reconstituted, Amarie raised her sword and pink petals converged around the blade, spinning as a high speed vortex...