Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191116082731/@comment-24530992-20200107051535

Several pieces would find their way into Bastian's body, embedding themselves in his armor and any portion of bare skin. He grimaced in pain, but wouldn't let that stop him. He pulled a few pieces out and threw them onto the ground, before launching a brutal counter attack that involved a flurry of overhead swings with his blade. Bastian was quite obviously angry, triggering something different in the way he fought compared to before. Should Falindil see, it was almost as if a gleam of hatred rested within his eyes.

Meanwhile, the clone was dashing around, desperately trying to avoid the attacks of Thaddeus and the atronach. The Imperial threw down a rune beneath it, disrupting his escapes, though narrowly avoiding the atronach. It was quick, no doubt about it, but the Imperial had faced foes like this before.