[i]Alyssa nearly laughed hysterically at the appearance of the pen; it was a literal life-saver. She began hastily scrawling a circle in ink on her right palm, careful not to show any signs of excitement on her face. She soon finished the rune, a complex allinto, or Strength Rune. She grinned, rushing forward, and slamming her right fist into the man's abdomen with bone-shattering force, enough that even if he had rock solid skin and the weight of titanium she'd launch her right into the wall.[/i] ((MP= 750 - x)) ((MP= 750 - 50)) ((MP= 700))