Looking over the tool table, Errol made his decision fast. He looked over at his opponents and saw one of them, the larger one, had grabbed a feathery sword. Two can play at that game. Errol took a similarly sized sword, about 3 feet long, from a rack leaning against the table. Zander grabbed himself a weapon too, but Errol was too busy vaulting the barriers to enter the fight to could even see what it was.
Feeling a chill down his spine when he saw the larger orc man, Errol decided to play it smart. He approached his opponent with a concentrated expression. "Bring it on." He then feinted, quickly, bringing his feather sword partly down towards Recien's face before pulling back and pointing the sword at his stomach.
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