Resolve

'Tck. Those bastards have exhausted all my clones.'

Jester thought to himself as he looks at an exhausted Vorus.

"Huff. Huff." Vorus was bruised and battered and could barely stand right.

They have been fighting for over 15 minutes now with Vorus not being able to get a single hit.

Jester on the other hand.

"Jester's Elbow!" He dodged a strike from Vorus and hits him with a spinning elbow.

He continued dancing around the large man while dodging all of his attacks.

Vorus had been on the receiving end of a terrible onslaught of attacks from the clown.

This seems to have infuriated Vorus even more.

Vorus swung his hammer once again only to miss the clown as he had sidestepped him.

Losing his balance due to fatigue, Vorus stumbled to regain balance.

"Jester's Kitchen Knife." With a swift movement, he slashed through the chest of Vorus and blood splattered all over his mask.

Jester took a deep breath and said, "Mhmm, don't you just love the scent of blood in the morning?"

He grabs the head
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