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Board Battles / Re: The Three-Edged Sword: Rallying to War
« Last post by Soul Reaver on October 06, 2023, 09:44:49 AM »Soul Reaver watches with some trepidation as Jharm's hammer blow cracks the crystal, but fails to destroy it. The attack had clearly caused some sort of temporary disruption however - it didn't seem to be completely impervious. He would stay his original course.
However, Soul Reaver is forced onto the defensive when a portal opens before him and a greatsword-wielding Shaitan Lord springs forth. Blooddrinker leaps up to intercept one blow after another with shrill metallic clangs. Normally he would have taken a more aggressive stance, but he was absorbed in the casting of his spell and could not divert too much focus from its complex weaving.
But he would need a moment's breathing room for this final stage. Lunging forward and twisting his red sword, Soul Reaver locks the enemy's blade into Blooddrinker's jagged crossguard, then forces their point downward with a circular motion. With a final arcane word, Soul Reaver draws his arm back and completes his spell.
Closing his hand, he plucks a lance of blinding white light out of the air: a Spear of the Apocalypse. With a grunt, he hurls the devastating projectile like a javelin at the heart of the crystal.
However, Soul Reaver is forced onto the defensive when a portal opens before him and a greatsword-wielding Shaitan Lord springs forth. Blooddrinker leaps up to intercept one blow after another with shrill metallic clangs. Normally he would have taken a more aggressive stance, but he was absorbed in the casting of his spell and could not divert too much focus from its complex weaving.
But he would need a moment's breathing room for this final stage. Lunging forward and twisting his red sword, Soul Reaver locks the enemy's blade into Blooddrinker's jagged crossguard, then forces their point downward with a circular motion. With a final arcane word, Soul Reaver draws his arm back and completes his spell.
Closing his hand, he plucks a lance of blinding white light out of the air: a Spear of the Apocalypse. With a grunt, he hurls the devastating projectile like a javelin at the heart of the crystal.