Missing/stolen Jewelry

"Got you sticky bastard!", she grinned as her lava covered fist landed one more time in the owner's face. The owner wasn't even able to scratch her with his mace. Now the punks once again charged at Cyrel as the owner tried to hide behind them.

'Cyrel' hat folgende Handlung ausgeführt: Dice Rolls

#1 'Damage Dice' :


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#2 'Block Dice' :

The fists and kicks were raining down on her, but she was able to block all of them. "Let's finish this!", once again, with a high jump she raised her arms through the air and shot a enourmous load of her lava blast. "Burn!", she screamed. At this moment the owner appeared between the punks and came through.

'Cyrel' hat folgende Handlung ausgeführt: Dice Rolls

'Damage Dice' :

The lava was raining down, shooting everywhere. "Damn I need more training.", she minded as she looked at her result. The whole shop was destroyed. None of the punks or even the owner got hit. "Shit...", Cyrel turned red. A little ashamed. Her takeover was gone now. A bad timing, but she got one joker left. Once again the purple circle appeared and she got covered by the smoke. "Leave it to me! I had enough!", the owner screamed at his minions and charged in front of Cyrel as he was holding his mace high, ready to strike. Suddenly the smoke disappeared and her skin was completely white. With blue glowing eyes, sharp ears and claws she moved in front of the owner. "Feel the Shadow in my Veins.", she whispered as she striked her claws in front of him. "She! What is this?! Were has her cloth gone?", one of the punks asked frightened. "That's the only thing you noticed!?", another punk asked. The owner and Cyrel collided...

'Cyrel' hat folgende Handlung ausgeführt: Dice Rolls

#1 'Damage Dice' :


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#2 'Damage Dice' :


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#3 'Block Dice' :


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#4 'Block Dice' :

Cyrel moved to the side, as the mace were coming down. The owner was in shock and the sharp claws of Cyrel hitted him. Her nails were getting through his skin. "It's over.", Cyrel told him as she pulled out her claws. Her voice sounded deeper and blurred. Her black nails suddenly turned white again. "Have fun.", she said. The punks were wondering about the situation.

"What? You think you could beat...", the owner stopped as he fell down to the ground. "He's not moving!" "Is he alive?" "Barely I guess.", the punks wondered as they checked on him. "Who is next?", Cyrel asked. Suddenly one of the punks screamed with a high voice and ran out of the shop. The rest followed. Cyrel returned to her human form as she checked her goods. "I got the jewelry and the boss of this so called shop is also down. Perfect.", she thought as she left the shop, too. Well, as she left the ruins. "I guess I will take a very looong vacation after this day.", she told to herself and walked down the street, finishing the job by informing the client. The owner was still knocked out. Through the streets a sound of destruction was able to hear as the house completely crashed.