And we have come to a close- finally.
Arms: Well, first you get hit by a blade in the face. Followed up by that same blade in your stomach- repeatedly. Then you are wounded and your medic can't help you get up. And then you get an axe in your torso and you are sad. And dead.
Fury: Walking along, without a care in the world, when all of a sudden this juggernaut of a juggernaut jumps out of some juniper bushes and bushwacks you with his wacking weapons called Shadow's Edge and Bryntoll! And then he spins like a drunk top, lopping off heads and legs and arms and heads until you collapse over dead.
Protection: Again, you're walking along without a care in the world when a shield appears in your face. Then a sword appears in your gut- rinse and repeat. If you run away, the shield magically charges after you, stabbing and rending and slicing and ripping.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
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