originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
*ice creeps up where my scythe lopped off your forearm*
Cold... Shoulder joke...
*i take out the sword from my chest and stab at you*
English
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I instinctively block with my right. The sword sticks to the ice creeping up my arm. I stick my handless arm into the hole your chest then headbut you.
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*I stumble backwards as your hand comes forward. I kneel down, in great pain, but pull out a throwing knife.*
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"This was a good fight. Your creative. But we both know it's gone on too long" my hand starts glowing as I put all my energy into the finishing attack. But I know you will have enough time to throw the knife and I won't be able to dodge.
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*I throw the knife, and it comes at such a speed towards your neck; it seems it could decapitate you. But it stops just before it hits your neck.* We'll call it a draw.
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My arm goes dark "sounds good. Hey do you want to kill a god?"
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Sounds... Fun... Let me just go heal up a bit...
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"That might be a good idea. Good fight"