The sun's coming up
Noah's hand throbbed some as his knuckles swelled, but it did not stop him. Blockages came and the woman danced off again like a fairy. He continued in his place, a beacon of defiance and strength like the Fangs were against the tundra. She circled him and he followed her as best as he could, though the footing and his bulk kept him from truly matching her.
The swipe came quickly, and in the defiance he continued to display, Noah stepped into her attack. He thrust his spear forward and up sharply, going across his body. He put a great thrust of his weight behind the attack, aiming to swoop beneath her staff enough that when he thrust up his bulk would toss her back and away from him.
The swipe came quickly, and in the defiance he continued to display, Noah stepped into her attack. He thrust his spear forward and up sharply, going across his body. He put a great thrust of his weight behind the attack, aiming to swoop beneath her staff enough that when he thrust up his bulk would toss her back and away from him.
But the steel around your heart is starting to rust
