LIAM
Oh, how I find every subtle thing screams your name
It reminds me of places of times we shared
It reminds me of places of times we shared
Liam was distantly impressed by Zavien’s abilities; no matter what else was going on in Stormbreak, the ex-Dragoon had to admit that his former comrades in arms seemed to be just as capable as ever. Even with Zavien recently injured - and with the jagged scarring to prove it - the man moved with a fluid grace that spoke of years of practice. In truth, Liam was getting lucky, falling back on age-old habits and more than a decade spent honing his swordcraft. If it hadn’t been for the fact that he still trained daily, just in case (in case of what, he never seemed to know), he’d have been bested long before this.
Zavien deflected Liam’s jab easily, locking their blades together and stepping into Liam’s space. The ex-dragoon stood his ground stubbornly, clenching his jaw as he shoved back against Zavien’s advance. Twisting to one side, he stepped away from their intertwined weapons, disengaging for a moment in order to reposition himself better. Using that momentum, he swung for Zavien’s opposite side.
Zavien deflected Liam’s jab easily, locking their blades together and stepping into Liam’s space. The ex-dragoon stood his ground stubbornly, clenching his jaw as he shoved back against Zavien’s advance. Twisting to one side, he stepped away from their intertwined weapons, disengaging for a moment in order to reposition himself better. Using that momentum, he swung for Zavien’s opposite side.
Couldn't live locked in these memories
Now I'm chained to my thoughts again
Now I'm chained to my thoughts again
