Ozmic
Whiskered Writer
Garos just nodded and went to attack again when the other grabbed his arm and pulled, trying to take him down. The scarred man went forward, but rolled after hitting the ground. Standing again, he picked up his sword and gave a nod. "Didn't expect that either. Nice one," he said with a smirk, rushing forward and swinging the flat side of his blade in an unexpected uppercut.