[i]Instead of breaking the sword, Olythran tore it out of his armor and studied it for a little bit, before tossing it back to Ian and gripping his halberd once more, preparing a charge.[/i] [b][u]"Not the best time to chit-chat, sweetheart."[/u][/b] [i]Octavia smiled underneath her helmet, slashing towards Dmitri's chest twice as she kept her dagger at her side.[/i]