originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[u]Isole dodges too the side, still blaring sound. Three stray shells collide with his chest, blasting small divots in the thick metal chest piece. He charges, lowering his guitar and holding it by the neck in preparation for what's to come.[/u]
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[b][i]Ali kept firing, screaming with rage as her face contorted into a furious look.[/i][/b]
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[u]Bullets his pieces of his body, chipping and denting it's metallic casing. However, this does not stop his charge. With flourish, he swings the flat of the guitar's head, it colliding with her shoulder. Her armor scratches at the strings, releasing a massive burst of sound, the shear strength of it increasing the power of it's swing.[/u]