RONIN
the white knight
light is easy to love.
Ronin does move, already pacing back through the hard-packed snow as his axe goes wide, thocking into a plinth somewhere behind Noah. The other man's spirit stag erupts out in a charge of flame, forcing the Knight to dodge to the side. He hits the ground in a swift tumble, letting the creature charge past, before springing back to his feet and pulling down his scarf to breathe easier as they continue to test each other's defences.
"Heads up," he quips, a boyish grin on his face as he holds out his hand for the axe. What had once been firmly embedded in a wooden post now comes flinging back in the opposite direction, flying at speed towards the Knight's outstretched palm. The trajectory will have it passing directly through Noah if the other man isn't careful, though if it does come to that, Ronin will obviously feel terrible and provide any healing needed.
"Heads up," he quips, a boyish grin on his face as he holds out his hand for the axe. What had once been firmly embedded in a wooden post now comes flinging back in the opposite direction, flying at speed towards the Knight's outstretched palm. The trajectory will have it passing directly through Noah if the other man isn't careful, though if it does come to that, Ronin will obviously feel terrible and provide any healing needed.
show me your darkness.
