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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/31/2017 10:18:09 PM
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Unfortunately for her, movie cliches aren't real and thrusts aren't a magical auto pass against chainmail.
The blow barely pierced, and hit what felt like a thick padded cloth underneath the armor.
The knight jerked back and swung a well aimed slice at her midsection, to high to jump over and to low to duck beneath.
English
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[i]Well, thanks to the stiletto-like blade.. boop.[/i] [i]Irina would fall back now, having to back off for a few seconds. She twirled the now bloodied blade in her off hand, keeping her sword raised as something of a light guard.[/i]
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The crusader, stepped back and seemed more cautious now, keeping his sheild up and ready. Oddly, it wasn't blood that coated her blade, but a silvery liquid.
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[i]It seemed as if the crusader's opponent was now initiating her own defensive game, as she allowed him to come forth. A waiting game.[/i]
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He stepped forward and thrust his sword at her aroubd the shield, keeping himself guarded with it.
