NanoSteps -- the brainstorming thread

[Bob Schroeck]

I let the polykev intercept the pressure strikes made by the pigtailed girl in pink silks and dropped her with a knockout blow to the head. At the same time, my left arm swept down automatically, snagging the spray of throwing knives flung at me by the bored-looking girl. As she gaped at me, I flung them back.

I didn't get to see how many hit, though, because at that point my danger sense shouted "move!" and I twisted left just in time to avoid a blast of something that looked like a cross between a gas jet and a lightning bolt. It came from the imperious-looking one with the flame-shaped hair ornament.

"Upping the stakes, are we now, kiddo?" I muttered as she dropped back into a combat stance with a snarl. "In that case... System! Lightning's Hand! Play!"
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.