Their spar was long. Two Berserkers of equal pride and measure contained to such small confines was not without substantial damages. Floor tiles were ruined in struggle and pieces of wall cracked and indented. He stood with sizable chunk in his shoulder, the rest limb. From the other’s blade. They wielded their sword with the expertise Okita had told him about. Curious, but simply not enough. With his stronger arm, he pointed his lance forward at the man. “ You fight as if you had a whole army behind you, yet you stand and fight me alone. Color me impressed.. but in no way will I yield. Understand you face against one of the greatest defenders the world has known!  I commend your ferocity!  Time is up, we must return to being allies. ”

“i’m being interrogated” dean i am BLESSED.

i. love them.