Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151209203133/@comment-24438639-20151210032601

Blade was a storm of swords a smile on his face, despite their superior strenghts and numbers Blade had one thing they didnt, a tactical mind and the reflexes needed to use it.

He would redirect the blows he could dodge, moving them to block the attacks of the other ogres, as he did so he moved foward to the other ogre who hadnt attacked he cut the mans gut attempting to open bring his guts out into the air. He continued fighting jumping unto an ogre and stabbing his sword into the mans ogres trachea before jumping back and continuing to fight as he pulled another sword from his back as he continued fighting attempting to cut the veins and tendons of the ogres to weaken them and make them suffer from the lack of blood.

Blade grinned as one of the ogres sword brushed against his cheek drawing blood but his movement kept it from a superficial scratch. He smiled as his voice broke the silence ´´How many cuts will it take for you to fall´´ he said in a rather mocking tone