He grabs the end of her spear's handle with a tight grip, "That is a good move unless the enemy is fast enough to catch it or block it."
Willow smiles as she lets go of the spear with one hand, summoning her first Cutlass in the other, slashing at him.
Using the shaft of his spear, he parried the cutlass' blade.
{Definition(s):
{Definition(s):
- Shaft: The base of a spear or any polearm
- Parry: Perry the Platypus/j; ward off (a weapon or attack) with a countermove
"So, who is tiny blue cat's friends names ey? Not the ones he's hanging out with right now."
"We haven't seen one of em here so... I'm surprised if one of em even gets here and kinda not acts stupid like the others. Not you though, shade. You cool."
"Ya really want me to send one of em here? Aight." Nolegs pulled out a radio. "Matt, ya here? Okay. Yea. Ju- Just send Natz here. It's not pretty important. Aight, thanks Matt. Cya." Radio cut. "Done."
"That was a strangely fast conversation."
"Faster then breaking someone's ne-" Isaac's neck was snapped by greed."
"Okay, enough puns funny man."
Radio. Again. "Matt, again? Huh. Alright. Cool cool. Should i like tell the others or? Hm. Aight, cya Matt." Radio scratch.
Monstro II just blinks. "So, status?"
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