Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27137333-20160505050806/@comment-24416658-20160505143551

Tanner Arthen finished putting on his iron gauntlets, right before unsheathing LionheartedVigilante from its spot in the locker. Running his hand along the flat of the blade, he nodded, content at how it currently was. The Knight was in control at the moment, and the Cowboy was rearing for some action. Not bothering to re-sheath the sword, he waslked outside, headed to the arena, and eventually stood before his opponent.

"Well met, sire!" he said, noting the major height difference between the two, "I stand before thee as Sire Arthen. Delighted to meet thee." A beeping noise coming from the wall caused him to turn his head, noting that the Aura levels had already been put up, and the battle had technically started.

"Ah," he remarked, "I believe I hast taken thine time too much. No matter." Tanner's aura flared, visibly glowing brighter, as his eyes glowed. Lasting only half a second, he stayed where he was, then grinned. Very quickly, he tossed the sword in the air, converting it to repeater mode, then caght it with both hands.

"Let's dance, pardner!" The cowboy yelled.