Jabrark
Dark Lord of the Drums
Calvin watched carefully as the monster rushed him again at double its former speed. He knew it was holding back, so he took it easy as well. Now that this beast was getting serious, or at least giving a little more than before, Calvin had to reciprocate. He tried a different move from before to diminish any predictability he had and rotated the blade around himself, bringing the small grips on the end out, and the beard to his body. In the same fluid motion from that position, he rotated himself, impacting the grips into the polearm blade, only to find that they were immovable from their trajectory.
Calvin, surprised for only a split second, instantly jumped back from the attack, swinging on the chine of Isis as he wrapped the grips around the blade on top in order to lift off the blade. He launched himself spinning directly above the bag monster, only a meter above him, and latched onto the grips to whirl the scythe like a windmill and raze the bag man's life points. Once he started the swinging, he noticed a glare hit him from the holes of the bag.
Calvin, surprised for only a split second, instantly jumped back from the attack, swinging on the chine of Isis as he wrapped the grips around the blade on top in order to lift off the blade. He launched himself spinning directly above the bag monster, only a meter above him, and latched onto the grips to whirl the scythe like a windmill and raze the bag man's life points. Once he started the swinging, he noticed a glare hit him from the holes of the bag.