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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/7/2016 6:47:29 PM
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[b]He stumbled back, and crushed the ice on his helmet, (I presume?) before looking around. That had dazed him, for a moment, and now was probably the time to strike. [/b]
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Ghiaccio slammed his shield on the mans helmet, repeatedly doing it over and over again just like he did with the cat. He was relentless in his brutality.
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[b]That many brutal blows to the head would kill any ordinary man... So Donnel lay dead on the road, the great sword dropped to the side. Blood flowed out of the helmet, staining the ground red. It was somewhat quick, but must have been painful. Three +1 signs appeared out of thin air, like ghosts, and drifted off into the atmosphere. [/b]
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"What in the fück?" Ghiaccio said, looking back down to the man. Attempting to take off his helmet to see the most likely disfigured face he made.
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[b]As you took a step near, the blood began to flow back from your boots, into the helmet. Slowly, the knight grabbed the great sword and stood up again, the blackness of his visor seemingly deeper. He rested the blade on his shoulder, and a shield of metal formed on the other arm, the crest of a dragon upon it.[/b] Who are ya?
