[Valvatorez wheeled around and sliced through another foe vertically, then brought the blade around in a low sweep to bring low another and send one more recoiling back.
He felt sluggish, his muscles feeling an odd bit of pull and strain. It was far from being an injury, but it had been so long that simple swordplay been anything remotely taxing. Without his Mana power, his unnatural speed, and unnatural strength, he felt like he was moving with the economy of a sloth, even if he could match a skilled human warrior like this.]
You have chosen the wrong targets for your meals, pitiful wretches! Slink back off to your dens like the pathetic beasts you are before more of your number meets their end!
[They might not listen to his boasting, but it was... maybe partly to keep his own morale up. And it didn't stop him from taking another swing... and another, and another, at anything who dared draw near him or his comrade.]
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He felt sluggish, his muscles feeling an odd bit of pull and strain. It was far from being an injury, but it had been so long that simple swordplay been anything remotely taxing. Without his Mana power, his unnatural speed, and unnatural strength, he felt like he was moving with the economy of a sloth, even if he could match a skilled human warrior like this.]
You have chosen the wrong targets for your meals, pitiful wretches! Slink back off to your dens like the pathetic beasts you are before more of your number meets their end!
[They might not listen to his boasting, but it was... maybe partly to keep his own morale up. And it didn't stop him from taking another swing... and another, and another, at anything who dared draw near him or his comrade.]