Under normal circumstances Claude wouldn't have hesitated to give the fight his all -- but that was just the thing: this wasn't a normal fight! This was a trap that had been set by Martin Landel, and they were going to pay dearly for it if they didn't watch their step. Was playing right into the doctor's plans really that great of an idea?
But did they have a choice in the matter? Even if he didn't, he'd have to pick between killing Dias, Guy, or even himself. It wasn't something he could decide on so casually!
A swift attack from Dias brutally interrupted his thoughts, and he was greeted by several slashes that were similar to his own Twin Slash technique. Claude hadn't had the presence of mind to block all of them, and before he knew it his rival's blade has slashed through his jacket, drawing blood. The force of the attack caused the blond to stumble back with a sharp grunt.
Obviously, if he didn't take the initiative then Dias would have no problems picking up the slack for him.
"It's not like that!" he snapped as he forced himself to straighten back up. As if to prove his point, he leaped toward Dias and swiftly brought his sword down. The motion was simple and lacking the same energy that had fueled his more specialized techniques. But it was arched through the air smoothly, shooting out a wave of star-like sparks in the blade's wake.
Re: Coliseum Floor - South
But did they have a choice in the matter? Even if he didn't, he'd have to pick between killing Dias, Guy, or even himself. It wasn't something he could decide on so casually!
A swift attack from Dias brutally interrupted his thoughts, and he was greeted by several slashes that were similar to his own Twin Slash technique. Claude hadn't had the presence of mind to block all of them, and before he knew it his rival's blade has slashed through his jacket, drawing blood. The force of the attack caused the blond to stumble back with a sharp grunt.
Obviously, if he didn't take the initiative then Dias would have no problems picking up the slack for him.
"It's not like that!" he snapped as he forced himself to straighten back up. As if to prove his point, he leaped toward Dias and swiftly brought his sword down. The motion was simple and lacking the same energy that had fueled his more specialized techniques. But it was arched through the air smoothly, shooting out a wave of star-like sparks in the blade's wake.