Deimos
The Sword gave a slight smile at the response of altered stances. "Better." While he certainly hadn’t meant to offend, he’d have to remember his blunt, curt, and concise manner didn’t suit everyone; even if his soldiers withstood it time after time.
Thereafter though, he stood steadfast to take the blow. The blade pushed against him as he intercepted, and instead of stepping back, evading, or feinting, he opted to utilize the strength of his figure. Trapping the wooden training blades between the two of them, he pushed back into the Dragoon, intending to send him rallying elsewhere and to regain other postures or bearings.
Thereafter though, he stood steadfast to take the blow. The blade pushed against him as he intercepted, and instead of stepping back, evading, or feinting, he opted to utilize the strength of his figure. Trapping the wooden training blades between the two of them, he pushed back into the Dragoon, intending to send him rallying elsewhere and to regain other postures or bearings.
we exhume our enemy's bones
we are battling, hungry beasts
we are battling, hungry beasts







