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- "Likewise." - He said. The corners of his mouth twisted slightly upwards, as a faint smirk permeated his features. It was a look of sly challenge.
He really did want to see what this girl had in store for him.
As Zephyrine dashed out of his field of vision, he maneuvered around the ruined structures to get into a better position to charge at the beast. With his war-hammer at the ready, he leaped and climbed past pillars of naked stone, and crumbling walls alike, until he found himself at an advantage point. The beast had moved, and now he stood at its rear.
He inspected it quickly. Those clawed hindlegs would be an issue. Ideally, he would get close and slash them to smithereens, but, alas, the blunt weapon he was armed with wasn't exactly meant for slashing. That not to mention that it was likely the beast was quicker than him at the draw, and would probably be able to slash his guts out faster than he could the creature's tendons.
With that said, the best solution seemed - to him at least - to be to inflict damage until the monster caved.
He took a deep breath, and lunged forward.
His leap was powerful, and it was enough - even if barely - to land him on the creature's back. His weight was enough to make the beast wobble, though the real hit came when his war-hammer smashed onto the back of the monster, the blunt coming crashing down with an audible crack. The first blow delivered, Ivan unsheathed a second knife from his belt, and, with a lightning fast movement, thrust downwards, and slashed, aiming for the beast's rear leg tendons.
As he pulled both his weapons back, he would then make a quick dash back up a ruined wall, as he knew the creature would soon shift its focus to him.He really did want to see what this girl had in store for him.
As Zephyrine dashed out of his field of vision, he maneuvered around the ruined structures to get into a better position to charge at the beast. With his war-hammer at the ready, he leaped and climbed past pillars of naked stone, and crumbling walls alike, until he found himself at an advantage point. The beast had moved, and now he stood at its rear.
He inspected it quickly. Those clawed hindlegs would be an issue. Ideally, he would get close and slash them to smithereens, but, alas, the blunt weapon he was armed with wasn't exactly meant for slashing. That not to mention that it was likely the beast was quicker than him at the draw, and would probably be able to slash his guts out faster than he could the creature's tendons.
With that said, the best solution seemed - to him at least - to be to inflict damage until the monster caved.
He took a deep breath, and lunged forward.
His leap was powerful, and it was enough - even if barely - to land him on the creature's back. His weight was enough to make the beast wobble, though the real hit came when his war-hammer smashed onto the back of the monster, the blunt coming crashing down with an audible crack. The first blow delivered, Ivan unsheathed a second knife from his belt, and, with a lightning fast movement, thrust downwards, and slashed, aiming for the beast's rear leg tendons.
