whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
Loren’s stumbling slash completely failed to connect, to the surprise of no one. However, in perhaps the biggest surprise of the match so far (which wasn’t saying much), the summoner’s stumbling about caused Deimos’ own counter strike to fall just short of its mark. Dislocated shoulder. Can’t heal until it’s back in place. Despite the pain, the Launceleyn wasn’t going to let the General recover that easily from his mistake.So, perhaps recklessly, he pressed the attack. Loren let out a cry of half-pain, half-fury. "I can hear you betting against me!" It came out in a snarl. He swung his blade overhand towards the other man's right shoulder with as much might as the summoner could muster (again, not much). All the while, he tried to fend off the pain radiating from his shoulder down his arm and through the rest of his body.
what goes, let go
LOREN
