On the rooftop Rumel could be seen and upon noticing how the situation would obviously end up, she sprouted into action. Having removed her gloves a portal-like display formed up before her and reaching in, she drew out her hand almost in an instant as the object was brought out, being thin and about 15 meters long that it went far up in the sky. It was a simple crafted ranged weapon, made of a strong sliver string well fastened around a sharp jaguar's saber tooth—the Death String.
*SWOOSH!
It snaked in the sky with perfect balance and smooth skill usage, her eyes locked on the target while her hand worked the weapon as if it had a mind of its own. Gravity seemed to have long been tamed by her, managing to keep the death string in the air without stress. Looking closely, flautations of space could be seen inches around the string, for she had channelled her spiritual energy into it.
