Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20131007070441/@comment-933831-20131126215524

Barth was back on his good foot, at the ready. He swiveled his foot, navigating slowly around. And with a dive, he was upon a weapon not his own. He couldn't weild reverend like this, but.... "Thank you Finn." He said, flipping the Jutte up and getting a feel for it. The thing was bent at a massive angle, but that could be a good thing. It was like a sickle... He quickly remembered at Signal... There was someone who'd used something similar, and in a brief moment, a makeshift sickle moveset flooded his mind. Well... May as well use a slightly different one.

He held his knee high, ripping the hilt through the back of his pants leg of his numb foot and securing it. The blade pointed backwards, so his moves would have to be heel based. How long had it been since he picked up the Jutte? Three seconds... With a pressing slide attack, Barth went low, attempting to pull Micheal's legs from under him with the bent Jutte. After that motion, he bent his good knee, bursting forward with a spinning uppercut punch aimed for Micheal's ribs. Barth knew that the attack would be devastating if it landed. The Dust Brace may not allow him to wield Reverend like a dagger, but with his punches being three times more powerful, any hit he landed would hold great force from his already powerful arm.