Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200707214420/@comment-25808351-20200815135903

Everyone: “Your what? Counterpart? What the hel-“

Beorthric lunges forward and slams his blade down vertically, Marcus blocks with his sword. The moment the two titanic swords clash, the ground shakes and gives way. The shockwave of strength breaks the grounds and crumbles the surrounding buildings.

Samia looks in the direction of the fight as she feels the shockwave, her heart skips a beat as she knows Marcus is at the center of it.

Beorthric looks Marcus in the eye, Marcus returns the glare. As they unlock their blades, they evolve into a hurricane of a sword fight. Their giant blades move quick enough to astonish anyone. Clashing and creating a moment beholden to them. They swing and strike, both men pivoting their weight and using the momentum to create a barrage of slashes and strikes. Both being injured had little effect. Marcus and Beorthric swing their swords masterfully regardless of wounds.

Each swing that is dodged instead of blocked, cuts a trench into the ground or cuts down a crumbling building. Each man now demonstrating their capacity for destruction.