Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160117153631/@comment-26852465-20160118062939

Same tactic as last time; Lyle slashed at one scythe, knocking it to the ground. He made a noise of surpise as the other scythe caught his arm. No further noises of pain.. just Lyle looking at the scythe in his arm.. it didn't seem to be bleeding that badly, though it was enough to drip onto the ground. His hand trembled lightly from the pain.

"Bah, I can heal it up, later." He wrote it off, sighing. "I'm going on the offensive now, Weasel. Prepare yourself." He flipped his sword around in his hand, leaping at her and slashing the dulled edge at her body; full force.