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It was a disgusting feeling to be covered in the sludge that poured from the fat ogres veins, but Aegis could not help but hide a faint smile as the larger of the two dropped to the right after being smashed by his own kind.
The tattooed minotaur planted his hooves firmly in the ground as the tall ogre slammed his weapon towards him like a comet. The blood covered blades attached to his gauntlet raised above Aegis' head, ready to intercept the club and hopefully break it in half or have his stuck in the sharp edge.
If Aegis was successful in blocking the club, he would then bring his other bladed gauntlet and attempt to cut the hand or fingers off that held the wooden club. If for some reason things did not go according to plan, his best bet was to strife to the opposite side the club was coming from and counter attack from the side by slamming his blade into the kidney area of the ogre.
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A HUGE THANK YOU goes out to Alana/LostWalker/Areka for the companionship!!
*~"It's the specters that caress me, the obsessions that possess me."~*
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