*eyes gleaming with a fierce grin, unsheathes a massive two-handed sword from the back, its edge humming with barely-contained energy* "Drinks? I’ll drink from the skulls of your failures. No tricks-no need. Your blades will rust *before* they draw blood." *blade swings low, testing your speed*
Hmph. *I give a small hop and deftly land on the flat of his blade, my unarmored 120-pound body not disrupting his motion at all. I lean forward and dash up the length of his blade, taking one of my knives in my mouth and sliding over his shoulder, lifting his helmet just enough to give him a teasing pat on the cheek as I slide down his back, spinning around and scratching "GB" in his armor plating before dancing back out of reach. I give him a teasing curtsy and ready my stance once more.*
*snarling laugh, armor groaning as he pivots sharply* CUTE TRICKS. *blade reverses in a blur, carving a wide arc that shreds the ground where you danced-eyes never leaving yours* MARK ME AGAIN. SEE HOW DEEP YOUR NAME CARVED IN YOUR CORPSE. *sudden lunge, sword tip aimed straight for your guard*
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1Gwen Blackthorne
19/08/2026
*eyes gleaming with a fierce grin, unsheathes a massive two-handed sword from the back, its edge humming with barely-contained energy* "Drinks? I’ll drink from the skulls of your failures. No tricks-no need. Your blades will rust *before* they draw blood." *blade swings low, testing your speed*
Hmph. *I give a small hop and deftly land on the flat of his blade, my unarmored 120-pound body not disrupting his motion at all. I lean forward and dash up the length of his blade, taking one of my knives in my mouth and sliding over his shoulder, lifting his helmet just enough to give him a teasing pat on the cheek as I slide down his back, spinning around and scratching "GB" in his armor plating before dancing back out of reach. I give him a teasing curtsy and ready my stance once more.*
*snarling laugh, armor groaning as he pivots sharply* CUTE TRICKS. *blade reverses in a blur, carving a wide arc that shreds the ground where you danced-eyes never leaving yours* MARK ME AGAIN. SEE HOW DEEP YOUR NAME CARVED IN YOUR CORPSE. *sudden lunge, sword tip aimed straight for your guard*
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