Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170725043749/@comment-5543592-20170728031720

Taeris lifted his swords out to the sides as the Darkfriend's charged in. He counted their steps, watched as their swords closed the distance to him. Ones their blades got within reach of his own, he snapped his arms forwards, as if trying to give a hug to someone just out of arm's reach. The straight edge of his blade collected their swords, each blade slapping against the side of his sword and then being dragged along with it. When one of them tried to pull back, the next sword locked in, trapping the sword before it against the ebony longsword. Three swords trapped to one of his blades, two to another, which criss-crossing the other, forming rudimentry star-like shapes.

Taeris then rolled his wrists over and shoved down, forcing the warriors' swords down towards the floor, and then stabbed his twinblades upwards like they were loaded and launched from a spring, the point of each finding the throat of a warrior.

Right on the back of his counterattack, he advanced two steps to get out of the circle they'd formed, and the made a 180* turn to face them again.