Distain2003
Pulsar
- Joined
- Apr 10, 2009
Docis drew his blade this was a move that they had had to do many times in their lives. He lunged forward as and hooked the blade in the large pommel of the dagger. He drove the sword and the dagger into the wall of the theater burring the dagger nearly 2 inches into the wood. With a precision that they had learned over the years of fighting Namir slipped his blade between Docis and Thomas. The blade pressed it into his neck only hard enough to scratch him. "I would call an end to this immediately and go find a surgeon before you lose use of that arm. If you chose not to end this you may lose your head. " Namir said calmly staring into Thomas's eyes as Docis turned and took a dagger from one of the guards belts who where holding off thomas's men.