>>361834I will permiss this. I name you this day, speaker of the sole syllable.
You actually feel a mental breakthrough, and suddenly all of the theory you've learned becomes practical knowledge.>>361835
You put a bullet in the armor of the attacking donkey, and Rosemary fries Wark with a bolt of magic.
[12 vs 12]
"I TOLD YE TA STAY OUTTA THIS."
A series of blows carries back and forth across the battlefield, parries and blows traded freely between the two.
"I see ya've lost all yer honor with yer blade. Relyin' on prissy unicorns? Ya deserved that burn."
"I DUNNAE WANT HER HERE."
[15 v 4]
With that, he pushes forward and sweeps the challenger's legs, striking relentlessly, pushing him back.
[14 v 14]
The battle rages as another series of blows are traded. The other donkey brings his greatsword down, but Wark sidesteps and it hits the dirt. Wark attempts to return the blow, but the enemy catches the axe with the handguard on his hilt.
[9 v 6]
Wark takes advantage of the positioning to hook the axe around the enemy's hilt and pulls it free, disarming the enemy, and drawing the greatsword himself, wielding the entire blade with one hoof.
"JUS' WHO HAS THE UPPER HAND NOW?"