Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20151201110728/@comment-26571677-20151205083941

He had a big, stupid smile on his face while he battled Zhu-Li. Now this, was a fight. Surprisingly, he was having a hard time getting across her replica hook-blades, it only proved how difficult they were to counter. Every attack he made got his sword caught on the hook. But this dance was alive, it had a rhythm, a tempo, and they were jumping and prancing along to it. Blade met blade, and the sounds of clashing filled the air. It was harmony. It was beautiful. But it couldn't go on forever.

Sooner or later, one of them would lose, and Asper realised that it would be him. Regardless of what he did, he'd been drawn into Zhu-Li's trap, as she could easily ensnare him. He smiled and thought, "Clever". But there were no hard feelings, he'd lost this from the start, and the best he could do, was to waltz along to this beautiful tune for as long as he could.