Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20171215205822/@comment-17114085-20180305101112

(Heh, normies.)

Graham frowned. ''With this one too...my attack isn't shooting through them. What's going on?''

When the radio emitted that loud noise, it felt like Agent Lear had just been hit in the head with a sludgehammer. He fell to one knee and his hands on his ears. He was down there for a few seconds before suddenly began ignoring the sound. He took his hands off his ears to show that they were bleeding and looked deformed now. Graham had used his body manipulation to stop his ear drums from working so he couldn't hear anymore.

"Bastards..." He cursed and grabbed the radio, breaking as he angrily squeezed it with his hand.

Phoebe took the initiative and attacked the Agent. She let out another wide burst of flames.

Relyng on his other senses, Graham wasn't able to notice the attack so quickly so he didn't have enough time to dodge it. Still, he was quite fast and as soon as he saw the flames he ripped his trench coat off and threw it at them to intercept the flames, then jumped back out of the fires' range.