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Rakoua
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OOC: Okay.
IC (Rage):
I simply shilded myself against the two strikes...
OOC: Time for something cheesy.
IC (Rakoua):
Suddenly, metalic wires started firing themselves out of my body, metalic parts appearing on their ends and then retracting, leaving metalic parts all over me, lncluding one over my eye. My skin turned pale, and a long metalic blade shot out of my left hand.
"Anima Seteroyu!"
I jumped at Rage, blade ready to slice him in half... he blocked, a shockwave of Ki exploding everywhere. Rage's clones jumped at me from behind...
OOC: Cheesy. Mind helping?
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