Fair. [ I mean. Yeah?? Yeah. And there's a whole lot more of weird he hasn't mentioned yet, so who is he to judge?
His grip on his axe tightens as he raises it again, and he hunkers-- but, for a moment, he stops, looking at his shield. After a couple of seconds, he decides to put it down.
No shield. He doesn't need a shield to deal with a tiny kid with a...very big knife. He barely needs an axe! He needs to get his head in the game, he got this.]
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His grip on his axe tightens as he raises it again, and he hunkers-- but, for a moment, he stops, looking at his shield. After a couple of seconds, he decides to put it down.
No shield. He doesn't need a shield to deal with a tiny kid with a...very big knife. He barely needs an axe! He needs to get his head in the game, he got this.]
'kay. Ready.