Weep for yourself, my man,
You'll never be what is in your heart.
Weep Little Lion Man,
You're not as brave as you were at the start.
Rate yourself and rake yourself,
Take all the courage you have left.
Wasted on fixing all the problems
That you made in your own head.
Draedon Bronx Lovane.
The new King's guard. The Red Moon.
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Draedon gave a small nod to the Lycan, reaching behind to unlatch his second sword. It landed with a heavy thud, sticking into the ground. Still, the man wanted to see just how fast the other Lycan was before getting himself into a losing fight. If he charged straight at him, there would be a good chance he’d die. With a quick fling of his right arm, he threw the sword he was currently holding. The sword flew at tremendous velocity towards the kid, but it wasn’t really meant to kill him. If he was as fast as everyone claimed him to be, he’d get out of the way in no time. In fact, when he did so, it brought a small smile to Draedon’s face. He wouldn’t have been able to dodge it, that’s for sure. He needed to keep his armor on as long as he could. It would be his last line of defense against this kid. Haedar may have been a prodigy, but Draedon was a brilliant tactician. The sword, after missing its intended target, impaled an enemy troop. Well, at least it was one less for Sereh to worry about.
“Our human weapons are just as entwined to us as our wolf bodies. We are as much human as we are animal.”
Instead of transforming his entire body into his wolf form, he did so for only his feet and his hands. He’d still be able to deal the damage that he wanted, but he wouldn’t have size or durability on his side. With his strength and armor, though, he wouldn’t need it. Besides, the kid probably knew about his strength; meaning he wouldn’t be getting all too close anyways. Draedon would need to think up a strategy to stop him in his tracks. He also needed to finish quickly enough to help Sereh on her troops. She was doing fairly well already, but that could all change in a matter of minutes. Draedon was still itching to get inside and check on Natalia anyways. The more he dawdled out here, the longer she was stuck in the fairy’s castle. Everyone seemed to be holding their own anyways.
Knowing that the kid would probably not let Draedon too close, he took the opportunity upon himself to spring forward and begin delivering some combos and scratches; trying his best to keep out of the return fire from Haedar.
Status: 100%.
Location: Fairy kingdom.
Accompanied By: Everyone there.
Mood: Angry. Stay out of my way.
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Tremble for yourself, my man,
You know that you have seen this all before.
Tremble Little Lion Man,
You'll never settle any of your scores.
Your grace is wasted in your face,
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck.
Now learn from your mother or else
Spend your days biting your own neck.