the rats don’t run this city, we do || Team 3 Steel Round
@ofdusk @cursedbluebird @princepsumbra @unsungblade
The previous round went by in a flash compared to the first round of fighting, and Felix found himself wondering if he even had an opportunity to contribute. If he wasn’t pulling his weight for the team, then what was the point of being there at all? The point of training in the arena was to work as a team, unfortunately, and Felix took that as the challenge it was. He was not about to let himself be a slacker.
So, as the next round began, Felix steadied himself and surveyed the enemies before him. His lip curled up in a snarl of disgust at the sight of rats. Ugh. He hated rats.
[Felix attacks with Brave Sword: 9, 11. Two hits resulting in -4HP to Bodyguard A]
[Bodyguard A counters with Double-Edged Blade: 7. Results in -10HP to Bodyguard A and their counter misses Felix. Bodyguard A is defeated!]
The largest enemy—the disgusting rat king—wasn’t optimal to attack first, so Felix charged for the underlings, sights landing on the one to the furthest left. Quick on his feet, he landed his two hits with ease, and the bodyguard fell just as quickly as they had appeared. A please smirk made its way to Felix’s lips, which replaced his previous repulsed snarl. He turned to his teammate, amber eyes ablaze with determination to eliminate the enemies as soon as possible. No one could call him a slacker after that, certainly.
@ofdusk - you’re up!











