Oh, he could sense the fear this human gave off. A faint aura, seen only by his optics, encasing the fleshy. The Knight glanced at the weapon this one held in their hands. Small, Useless, and Fragile. In comparison, he displayed his war-mace, planting it deeply into the earth.
She should be running for the hills, but Wendy didn’t want this creature to think she was scared of him. Yet she stumbled back a few paces when he brandished his…mace? How medieval! She was too aware of how useless her trusty ax suddenly seemed, but no way would she back down now.
1:33 am Monday, August 25, 2014
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