Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32945669-20190123143912/@comment-30700719-20190123185701

The Crused Sword lunges forward, effortlessly slashing the crude humanoid construct from shoulder to hip.

Unfortunately, blades forged of Demon Realm Silver tend to cut most materials as easy as they siphon Spirit Energy from beasts and man.

The greatsword cleaves through the thing's synthetic torso, and the Cursed Sword glances around, looking for someone else to cut. She runs off down a hallway, sword raised.

The lego man's body disconnects itself, and a blue stud, a bunch of gold studs and a bunch of silver studs scatter across the floor.