originally posted in:The New Dojo
The cat swings his sword out to block the spear.
“Did I do something to offend you mrs.... I’m sorry but I never got your name” the khajiit says to the winged creature.
He throws a sword up in the air. The sword itself floats up to the winged person. The sword puts its blade close to the winged neck, ready to chop
“Now I don’t know you so the sword stays out until you can be proven trustworthy” he says to the winged person. Then magically creates two swords, and jumps of the building he is on, swinging the swords at the warrior below
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 1/31/2018 10:26:08 PM[i]Attempting to counter a thrusted weapon with a swing from a smaller, weaker tool was practically naught, with the spear only barely angled off of it's course - barely, for it still pierced the cat's flesh and penetrated his apparel. Through cloth, flesh, and bone, the spear pushed through, lower than it had previously been, yet it went through the intended target nonetheless.[/i] [i]Accompanying the sharp metal's agonizing blow, came several volts of surging electricity. It ran through him like fire ran through a forest in a wrathful blaze, shocking and smoldering his fur and flesh.[/i] [i]Throwing the blade up to meet her neck wasn't as intelligent, either, for that would only grind against the firm gorget that was kept around the angelic being's neck, protecting her from harm as her spearhead pushed through the thief mage entirely.[/i] [i]From below, Samantha, in her rush of adrenaline, had then looked up to peer upon her angel and fellow knightess, smiling underneath the now full faceplate that decorated her head as a shining gilded helmet. Happy was.. one way to describe her, then.[/i]