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The man drops his knee as he raises his shield to block the blow. His shield dents on the impact as he is pressed toward the ground
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[b]pins the blade on the shield jumps back and pulls the shield[/b]
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With the loss of his sword and sheild the man raises his dagger from his belt. The polished dark metal shining in the light. "I have but 1 request." The Khornite says at last. "When I fall take my Fang and treat her well. The blade is good and is worthy of good warrior."
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[spoiler]just took ur shield but ok [/spoiler] [b] rebounds shield and uses it like a flail [/b]
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Ducking to the side the Khornite swings the dagger up towards the face in a slashing blow.
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[b]leans back and elbows[/b] Spending 50 years, stuck in time, never aging in the realm of Ar'cash, the war God and having to kill him to escape.
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The man falls to the ground blood streaming down his face from his broken nose.
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[b]tosses your sword [/b] You seek to die honourably [b]has sword drawn[/b] We shall duel.