originally posted in:The New Dojo
"What in the fück?"
Ghiaccio said, looking back down to the man. Attempting to take off his helmet to see the most likely disfigured face he made.
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[b]As you took a step near, the blood began to flow back from your boots, into the helmet. Slowly, the knight grabbed the great sword and stood up again, the blackness of his visor seemingly deeper. He rested the blade on his shoulder, and a shield of metal formed on the other arm, the crest of a dragon upon it.[/b] Who are ya?