Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20160813171701/@comment-24012109-20161209054452

With Summer's allowance of the match. And then it dawned on him that he was phantom gripping his sword only to realize it's not there.

"Ah..."

Improvise improvise improvise!

As he stood there, he readied himself in a rather silly manner- Pretending his arm were his sword. Seeing as how he literally has nothing else to run on; it was better than nothing. With a hand behind his back and his normally sword arm forward, he ran forward to get in close quarters immediately and commensed jabbing- actually poking really to wrack up points.