Are
Too late he realized the peril he had trundled headlong into. His eyes affixed on the spear he knew he was too slow to catch, but in the periphery he noticed something far more devastating sneaking up on him. A devilish strike he was far more concerned with than a blow that could break a collarbone.
No stranger to taking one on the chin and powering through it just to make a point, Are conceded to what surely would result in a few weeks of regret, letting the spear connect and praying that gambeson and muscles would together keep him somewhat hole. Instead he dropped his shield towards the incoming kick and letting his axe slip into the off had with the shield.
A free hand was worth far more in the predicament he found himself in, and if it Cera wanted to fight close, he was getting it. Finally something Are knew, no stumbling around flailing at shadows in hopes of scoring a hit, no tentative poking and prodding at each others defenses. No, finally he could dive into it for real, literally even.
The very moment he considered the kick sufficiently dealt with he dropped his shield and axe while shoving away the spear as best as he could with his shoulder aching from the blow. His free hand darted forward, sights set on getting a good handful of shirt to yank the man off balance through.
No stranger to taking one on the chin and powering through it just to make a point, Are conceded to what surely would result in a few weeks of regret, letting the spear connect and praying that gambeson and muscles would together keep him somewhat hole. Instead he dropped his shield towards the incoming kick and letting his axe slip into the off had with the shield.
A free hand was worth far more in the predicament he found himself in, and if it Cera wanted to fight close, he was getting it. Finally something Are knew, no stumbling around flailing at shadows in hopes of scoring a hit, no tentative poking and prodding at each others defenses. No, finally he could dive into it for real, literally even.
The very moment he considered the kick sufficiently dealt with he dropped his shield and axe while shoving away the spear as best as he could with his shoulder aching from the blow. His free hand darted forward, sights set on getting a good handful of shirt to yank the man off balance through.
