― warm up. ❞
His spear and shield materialized out of thin air, firmly grasped by each hand with a slight, metallic sound.
❝ I advise ya' to not slack around, human. Make this worthwhile for me. ❞
❝ You got that right. ❞
Caenis smiled with newfound excitement, although he was quite confused by what the unknown man's preferred manner of fighting would be. Was he a sort of brawler? A martial artist, perhaps? He would have to find out.
❝ I'd never miss an opportunity to ―
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"Bored, huh? Well, you don't seem like the type t'sit around and reflect. Wanna throw down?" He asked them as if it was a simple matter of getting up and eating breakfast. "Good way to limber up."
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― beast he fought, and lived to tell the tale, too.
❝ Colossi ... ? ❞
'Giant statues?', Caenis thought to himself. ❝ ... 'Phantasmal Beast' is a generalization. Y'know the Lernaean Hydra? That's one, for example. ❞
❝ Ooooh — you're a dual wielder, huh? ❞ Caenis' curiosity peaked. A part of him wanted to spar with Sunraku, purely because of what he senses from those engravings on his body. He didn't necessarily know how, and what caused them, but he could tell that it was a formidable ―
`` Fair enough , even if I can use a good variety . My habit usually comes back to two swords . `` the markings residing upon his body were standoutish as hell so he shouldn't be shocked at the question . `` Yeah well I guess it's "etched" into my soul or something,—
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