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[RP] Throne of time¦ Time of day: afternoon¦ Weather: sunny
The-Blades-slave:
Warren sighed, such a predictable move. He let out a shrill whistle and Asmodeus swooped down and knocked the demigod away with a blast of wind from his large wings. Warren stood up and quickly put his blade to Zions throat he added enough pressure to draw a nick of blood
Do you yield?.
Mr. Fox:
"You know what needs to be done Old Man, and you know that only I am strong enough to do it!"
He thought for a moment, seeming to consider every option open to him at once.
"You are right Felix, but this is a burden more then a blessing."
"Do it, pass me my birthright...Father."
Zion-Axe:
Zion looked up at Warren. Yield? Really? Zion shot at the ground with lightning rising him to his feet, grabbed his axe, and swung at lightning speed towards Warren's side.
The-Blades-slave:
Warren, using his abilities slowed down the axe and ducked out of the way, he felt the axe blade skim the edge of his hair, he quickly leaped to his feet sword drawn and shout
You mother f*cker are we fighting or giving hair cuts.
He then leaped into the air and slashed at the newcomers neck with an oblique strike.
Zion-Axe:
Zion caught the sword between the blade and the handle of his axe, pushing Warren against a wall also sending Zion's axe flying in the air.
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