@AngelLandHero -Kratos catches the club deftly, gazing down with a cocked brow, before a...Chuckle? Escapes his glowering countenance.-
Little do you know. You challenge a Hot Shot: THE GOD OF GOLF!
@AngelLandHero You're the one that approached first. But /I/ am to leave?
You do not want this fight.
I do not want it either, but for different reasons.
-And with that, he also places the armor forged from Muspelheim on...It seems his destiny is tied to ashes, he muses to himself as he also switches out the handles of Leviathan and the Blades of Chaos...-
-His hands tremble as he reaches for a familiar waistcloth. He didn't think he'd need such atrocious things again, but he raised the blades again, soaked in the blood of his kin, brimming with the magic of a deceased God of War...-