OOC:
the CHs were struck by a train!
IC(Helioz)
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My sences were wild. All around me, balls of different colours and sizes floated, moving at random speeds. And then I finally realised what I was seeing, or at least, took an good guess. Atoms. Somehow, I was seeing the world at a different perspective, one very small particle at a time. But how to control it... I suddenly felt tired, exhausted, and my vision had returned to normal. The Chaos Hunters were fleeing, remebering what happened last time I went like that. My whole body was aching, sore, and worn out. It was then, with my proper vision, that I saw why I was tired. Somehow, I had rearranged the formation of the warehouse. The roof was caved in slightly, the metal pipes twisted into a chain like form. The walls punched out, the floor moved up. My comrades were on the floor, their weapons cast to the side were also disformed. My body collapsed, unconscious...
OOC: Just a little of his uncontrolled power... He has no control over human shape/size though, and he become exhausted afterwards. At the moment, he is close to death...
