Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20151119155453/@comment-25038310-20151122123602

Arnaud took a step back as one of the assassins screamed and burned, causing the others to draw their weapons. He grabbed his rifle from his back as he activated his Time alter.

For him, the world turned nearly bloodred as the reality bubble took ahold of his body. The bullets that were fired off by the rest of these assassins slowed down partially, albeit he still managed to crouch, evading some of the bullets and taking ione against his armor.

He pointed the rifle at each and every one of their heads, pulling the trigger rapidly until they all fell to the ground. Their eyes in shock after what had happened.

He gasped for air after the reality bubble faded, which caused his heartbeat to accelerate and strain him.

This was strange. He was never attacked because he was Lafayette's relative. That was enough reason for anyone not to attack him. Who were these people? And what was that voice in his head?

He rose to his feet, regaining his breath before exiting the bar. Noone was there.

"Who.. Where are you?" He asked out aloud, not knowing he was contacted telepathically.