Something in Guts' face became a little darker, slightly twisted. Holier-than-thou already, was he? He wondered how long the fucker would keep up that attitude after he was being cleaved in half.
Though he could wield his own blade with speed and strength that defied normal human boundaries, he was just that - human. He didn't have the speed required to block the kick, but he saw it coming, able to tilt the sword just enough to use its width as a shield to absorb some of the impact. He skidded backwards before regaining his footing. Just as he was repositioning the handle for a second swing...
The feeling of an immense weight on his shoulders sent his eye widening. What... was this feeling? It was something similar to the sensation that'd made the hairs at the back of his neck stand on end when he'd first met Zodd, his first encounter with the Skull Knight. But gravity itself had compounded ten times over...
"Bullshit," he growled, letting the Dragonslayer hit the ground and sink in to the wood and leaning against it as he tried to adjust to whatever atmospheric alterations the fucker had made.
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Something in Guts' face became a little darker, slightly twisted. Holier-than-thou already, was he? He wondered how long the fucker would keep up that attitude after he was being cleaved in half.
Though he could wield his own blade with speed and strength that defied normal human boundaries, he was just that - human. He didn't have the speed required to block the kick, but he saw it coming, able to tilt the sword just enough to use its width as a shield to absorb some of the impact. He skidded backwards before regaining his footing. Just as he was repositioning the handle for a second swing...
The feeling of an immense weight on his shoulders sent his eye widening. What... was this feeling? It was something similar to the sensation that'd made the hairs at the back of his neck stand on end when he'd first met Zodd, his first encounter with the Skull Knight. But gravity itself had compounded ten times over...
"Bullshit," he growled, letting the Dragonslayer hit the ground and sink in to the wood and leaning against it as he tried to adjust to whatever atmospheric alterations the fucker had made.