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originally posted in:The New Dojo
3/2/2017 12:49:26 PM
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Ian was knocked back onto the ground with his sword still stuck in Olythran's armor.
"Holy shit."
Dmitri stumbled slightly and had to step out the way of the strike lest he be cut in half.
"You're good... What's your name?"
English
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[i]Instead of breaking the sword, Olythran tore it out of his armor and studied it for a little bit, before tossing it back to Ian and gripping his halberd once more, preparing a charge.[/i] [b][u]"Not the best time to chit-chat, sweetheart."[/u][/b] [i]Octavia smiled underneath her helmet, slashing towards Dmitri's chest twice as she kept her dagger at her side.[/i]
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Dmitri blocked both strikes before tossing his sword a few inches into the air and catching it. [i]F-cking repositioning.[/i] He slashed from the right, then delivering a punch with his left hand. Ian stood still. "He should be able to handle this."
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[i]Octavia countered with a slash of her own, taking the punch to the face. She immediately stabbed Dmitri's hand, tearing it out viciously and almost sawing it in half. She kicked him back, chuckling to herself.[/i] [i]Olythran only began to charge straight-forwards, moving at a surprising rate as he aimed his halberd at Ian. He expected a last second dodge.[/i]
