Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150203191459/@comment-5824038-20150210214255

Hunter stood his ground, expecting the right hand movement to be a feignt. He braced himself, ready to dodge the cleaver.

Can't block it, and parrying that will only break my sword.

With a flick of his wrist another throwing knife soared off, embedding itself in Sander's left eye. Hunter lunged forward, slicing at his enemy's stomach, before darting back to safety.

(Have to go now, see you tomorrow. I won't be online until quite late tomorrow too, so Laz - don't write me another short novel! ;)  )