Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-32150448-20170710000009/@comment-45992133-20200616041328

I draw my sword. The salamander rushes towards me. Steel meets steel in a loud clang as our blades... shatter. We both look at each other and the metal stumps that were once our blades.

"I hope you brought a spare, human."

"I have."

Our two blades clash once more... and shatter again.

"God damn cheap blacksmith."

"I hope you brought a spare for your spare."

"I did." We draw our blades... which instantly shatter.

"Okay," the salamander looks around "Am I being punked?"

I sigh and draw my spare, spare, spare sword.

"Oh um," the salamander mumbled "I only brought three."

"Then I guess I win." I sheath my sword and it shatters.