Demon Surrounded by Guards
The towering fiend laughs as the guards surround it, poking at its scarred, red flesh....
The towering fiend laughs as the guards surround it, poking at its scarred, red flesh....
Your adversary smirks as you question them, a sickening, infuriating expression that...
“I’m not sure the protein in your flesh would agree with me—but the more you talk...
“Such arrogance from such fragile… gooey… forms. In a way, I admire your heart,...
My muscles twist and bulge as I drive the [weapon] forward, my face frozen in a...
Dropping into a low crouch I taunt my opponent, goading them with imagined...
A game of chicken. As my opponent makes ready to attack, I crook the [weapon] in...
I tap the weapon hard on the ground—like a bull hoofing the ground—and shout....
Step—pause—step—pause. I advance with a dancer’s patience, holding my blade out...
My [weapon] becomes my dance partner as we pirouette around my foe. I channel the...