At World's End

Entry 149

With a large hammer with one end flat and the other partially pointed, Reginald stood like a god of war presiding over everything.

Of course, his form would rely more on strength than anything else.

It was easy to tell from the smile he had on his face. He was confident in his strength, I’d give him that.

Then, finally I glanced behind me.

Lincoln stood with a pair of long knives with pointed ends.

They looked more like needles than actual knives to be honest.

In any case, he was a bit like Veronica in regards to focusing more on speed but unlike Veronica, his skills would be more about weakening me than actually striking at me.

I understood their skills enough because I was their Herald and watched them train.

If it were any other, I’d need longer to deduce their strengths but for them, it was done in a flash.

In any case, I held two wooden swords.

Though I was used to using just one, I had to cultivate the habit of using two after all, I was no longer just a single sword user.

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