look on my works, ye mighty, and depair
They are both still breathing, and if anything the anger is welcome. One would swear Shaju was smiling, but that's between he and Sunjata right now. So up they come again, pacing and circling. The rain pounds down around them, and all eyes bore into the spectacle. When the boy moves this time it's fast, unexpected given the injuries, and Shaju doesn't step out of the way quite in time. It's not a full connection, but the blade does draw blood.
And when he realises, yes, there's definitely a smile on his face now.
Weaving forwards, his leg swings up to try and slam into Sunjata's already bleeding side, trying to weaken him further with hammer blows opposed to precise knifework. The bloodloss and pain will slow him down now, and it's only a matter of time before another mistake lets him get in close.
And when he realises, yes, there's definitely a smile on his face now.
Weaving forwards, his leg swings up to try and slam into Sunjata's already bleeding side, trying to weaken him further with hammer blows opposed to precise knifework. The bloodloss and pain will slow him down now, and it's only a matter of time before another mistake lets him get in close.
SHAJU
