Shade Waker wrote:
his gaze drops to a glare as he draws his greatsword and one hand swings it to bring it up and block willow's strike
Willow dodges the strike and aims a side slash at him
"adaptation on the fly your learning however" he jumps back "not enough to push me on the defensive"
Willow summons her second sword and aims a x slash at him.
He sat on the steps with a glass of Long Island Iced Tea in his hand. His weapon was stood against the railings as Loki slept on Noros' lap.
Willow spins in mid air, blocking the strike before stealthily conjuring Bladed Vengeance swords behind him, shooting them into his back.
he stabs his sword into the ground and uses it as a spring board granting him greater height as he spins his sword the point aimed down toward her head
Willow blocks the blade and kicks him in the stomache.
he grabs her foot and slams her into the ground while using her to land on the ground
Willow coughs, choking, before rolling to the side and jumping up, breathing heavily.
Willow tilts her head, still panting. "What?"
"you keep going for my back and attacking and then when you get hit you either narrowly dodge or you cast a spell then it gets deflected your creating too many flashy moves"
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