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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/12/2016 10:51:39 AM
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[i]The Nameless King suddenly stopped in his tracks, looking down upon the ones that blocked him off from entering the Dojo. The ex-god's grip on his golden spear tightening, electricity coursed through his arms as he spoke, a rather dark and intense tone to his voice as he stared right at the Legate with black obsidian eyes.[/i]
[b]"And who are you to prevent my access, scum?! Kneel."[/b]
English
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"You dare call the Legate of the mighty Caesar's Legion scum? I should have you skinned where you stand. Leave, Profligate. You will be beaten into the dirt. You are not worthy of entrance."
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Edited by Orn: 9/12/2016 11:50:39 AM[b][u]"NOT WORTHY OF ENTRANCE?!"[/u][/b] [i]The last comment that the Legate had made had angered the King...quite a lot. Electricity flared from his body rapidly as he rose up, roaring in pure rage as he raised his spear above his head, a look of utmost fury on his face.[/i] [b]"You DARE?!"[/b]
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"I do, in fact, dare. Now leave, Profligate, before I have a cross made especially for you to lash you to it." [b]The Legate was clearly enjoying angering the King, it was quite funny.[/b] "You do not belong. Even if you get past me, there are tens of others can each slaughter you with a thought."
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Edited by Orn: 9/12/2016 8:06:02 PM[i]The King only growled, before raising his spear up and then slamming down upon the group, roaring with pure anger as his spearhead was heading straight for the Legate's chest.[/i]
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[b]The Legate had drawn his sword when the King raised his spear, and brought it into a defensive stance, knocking the spear off to the side. Meanwhile, the two Centurions shot the King with maximum charge rounds.[/b]
