[Meta throws up a hasty block with his forearm, the overshields shimmering gold for a moment with the impact. He snarls viciously, getting more and more aggravated by what he had assumed would be an easy target.]
[He swings the axe down again, grabbing the second mace with his free hand. He's done holding back.]
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[He swings the axe down again, grabbing the second mace with his free hand. He's done holding back.]