06-04-2018, 06:43 PM
[align=center][div style="max-width: 600px; text-align: justify;"]THE FEAR OF FALLING APART
A scowl breached his expressionless face. His eyes narrowed preemptively, ready to slash into the newest fuckface leader of the Blackfallen. Those men on the frontlines had died with honor. They knew their fight was worth fighting for, even if they were going to die at the hands of some insignificant pyromaniac traitor like Amren was. "I'm more excited to watch your men die at the hands of mine," he countered back strongly.
As he listened further, his muscles tensed. Frederick was obviously trying to avoid eye contact with the lightning that encircled Cain, in hopes that his sword would do enough damage. Still, he knew he was at a disadvantage. Griffingate, compared to the Blackfallen, had little to no ability wielders. "Enough," came his demanding bark. "I gave you a chance to go and let your men live another day, but if you say so." The sovereign drew his blade slowly, only to raise it to the sky. It was a signal for his men to go... but only Mordecai and a few other NPCs had shown their faces in battle compared to Blackfall's buffoonery. Clearly, they were outnumbered. Even his general, Bianca, was not within the area. Obviously, they had more to discuss at their next meeting.
Though, without another thought, he rushed into the crowd towards Cain with his sword by his side and eyes wide. If he could grow close, he would aim to swipe at Cain's feet to knock him off guard and then swipe upwards in hopes to catch part of his body as he fell. If Frederick could not grow extremely close, he would front Cain with the edge of his sword and aim to slash at his chest.
A scowl breached his expressionless face. His eyes narrowed preemptively, ready to slash into the newest fuckface leader of the Blackfallen. Those men on the frontlines had died with honor. They knew their fight was worth fighting for, even if they were going to die at the hands of some insignificant pyromaniac traitor like Amren was. "I'm more excited to watch your men die at the hands of mine," he countered back strongly.
As he listened further, his muscles tensed. Frederick was obviously trying to avoid eye contact with the lightning that encircled Cain, in hopes that his sword would do enough damage. Still, he knew he was at a disadvantage. Griffingate, compared to the Blackfallen, had little to no ability wielders. "Enough," came his demanding bark. "I gave you a chance to go and let your men live another day, but if you say so." The sovereign drew his blade slowly, only to raise it to the sky. It was a signal for his men to go... but only Mordecai and a few other NPCs had shown their faces in battle compared to Blackfall's buffoonery. Clearly, they were outnumbered. Even his general, Bianca, was not within the area. Obviously, they had more to discuss at their next meeting.
Though, without another thought, he rushed into the crowd towards Cain with his sword by his side and eyes wide. If he could grow close, he would aim to swipe at Cain's feet to knock him off guard and then swipe upwards in hopes to catch part of his body as he fell. If Frederick could not grow extremely close, he would front Cain with the edge of his sword and aim to slash at his chest.
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