Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-2600:8807:1C01:A199:B0A2:418:7893:D42F-20191227042317/@comment-44390494-20200102055431

Ezra caught an attacker's fists coming from behind directed at her face with her bare palm, keeping her gaze on the distance. "Do not"---she threw the man fowards, him hitting the ground with a loud thump---"touch me." She stepped on his face as she grabbed the black cloaked figure's blade. Ezra twirled in place, holding the sharp blad eout. In one instant, all the attackers surrounding her vanished into thin air, leaving only scatters of illusions.