Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20130604074342/@comment-7838080-20130614055743

Aria simply drew her blades while Aleksander nearly breathed a curse. ''Goddamnit...these guys again. ''Aleksander then drew his sword, the blade glowing a bright white. He wasn't going to rush them. This had to be as methodical as possible. Aleksander swung his claymore, cleaving the thing's head from it shoulders. Piece of cake.

Aria was having very little problems dispatching her opponents as well, cleaving the opponent's head off its shoulders, Aria agreeing with Caccia, "Agreed...not very sporting, " decapitating a second opponent, "But if it's one thing, these things are as dense as a drunk." Aria then landed on the ground, feeling as though she hardly broke a sweat. Aleksander envied her, but swung and decapitated another one.