Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160516023321/@comment-24701913-20160625041553

Aigren was fighting his own battle, against 3 of the Outsiders.

He had easily hacked down one of them with a sword, and used his eyes to freeze another. He brutally shattered the frozen outsider with the flat end of his sword.

The third outsider stood there motionless, it was easy to see the regret wash over them.

"I want you to look deep into my eyes..." Aigren muttered, focusing a lot of his rage into his power.

He stared into the outsider's eyes, watching with great delight as their body was slowly encased with ice. He made sure the process was slow and permanent, to savour the terror he saw on his foe's face.

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(Boi I'ma just shove him with the ones who made it away)

Jackal was assisting in the fight as best he could. While he was rusty with fist-fighting, he certainly made up for it by engulfing his hands in fire, as well as his hair and beard. While it wasn't exactly practical to have his hair on fire, it was certainly intimidating enough to distract Jackal's opponents so that he could end their lives.

(/rushedpostbye)