"C'mon let's have a good fight, little boy!"
An enraged Nercal bulldozed his way toward us dual-wielding sickles, the first attack screeching harshly against the anti-nith cuffs the following cut leaving a horizontal gash across my chest that heals instantly.
I lean back from Nercal's next onslaught stumbling into Resa behind me our backs to the wall as the next slice slightly grazes my throat.
Ducking under the sickle's swipe at my head I kick Resa to the floor yet again as the second sickle embeds itself into the spot he was standing.
Both of us roll about like dogs avoiding Nercal's swipes as furniture is broken to pieces and the house's structural state is reduced to shambles.
Resa and I collide into each other at last in the small space Nercal kicking us both through the locke
