Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand
adjudication
Thereafter, the two took one at a time, and the match was brought to the last five.
Both had become sweaty, but the colour of fatigue was darker, especially for Polois.
Though I've played an antagonistic game so far, I guess I've had a lot of difficulty with older gallers. It was also evident that it was worn out.
"Come on, come on! Come on, Polois, this is a fight!
Colen claps his hands and blasts Polois.
"I know."
As he breathes on his shoulders, Polois answers with an unfailing expression of fighting spirit.
"Because I have to prove that justice prevails."
"There is no justice for you."
Garrell said so with an unbelievable smile while sweating.
I'm going to prove it.
"The opponent is totally busy. Garrel, make up your mind."
Morpheus said, and Garrel nodded.
I see. That's at least mercy. "
Well, that's the fifth one.
Almark raised his hands and summoned both.
"Well, then, winning is winning."
"Well, let's praise you for eating so much."
Garrell says.
"The results will not change, but it is a pity."
"That reminder will be the biggest reason you'll go to hell."
Polois replies.
"The end of the stranger."
You should know that talking to me like that is an act of spitting in heaven.
Garrell laughs.
"Well, if there's still life after this duel."
"You will go to hell with your lowly roots, Garrell."
Polois sneers.
Can't you see? The Reaper has already grabbed your leg. "
"The reaper sees the imminent death. The Reaper is here to pick you up, Polois."
"Oh, are they both going to die?"
Almark inadvertently pinched his mouth, but as they turned to the bloody eyes, he waved his hand on his face and urged him to continue.
"Excuse me. Go on."
Polois coughs up and recovers.
"My sword will stick up your chest in this match. Like a tombstone."
"Try it. My pride is not cheap enough to penetrate your laziness."
/(exp, adv-to) (on-mim) chewy/chewy/chewy/chewy/(P)/
Hmm. Laughing.
"You're laughing."
Hmm.
"Nonsense."
Almark saw that the two mouths were closed.
Put your swords together.
Speak up.
Together, the sword tip seemed to have been exhausted for the fifth time.
"Die."
"You die."
and cursed at each other with little words.
Getting Started!
Along with Almark's voice, they make time.
That's right, we've had four matches so far, and we both know exactly what we're doing.
Measure your tortuosity and distance so that you don't play rough games.
Draw a circle so that the two of you circle slowly and without any hands at all.
Get out of here, Polois.
Koluen calls out.
"You can't win if you're in the defense."
Decide for yourself, Garrel.
Morphs shouted too.
"They're younger. Wait, what do we do?"
Polois and Garrel moved simultaneously, whether they reacted to the words of the two attendants.
Step forward at the same time and make a sharp thrust.
I heard a dull noise.
The opponent's sword stood on each of their torso.
Until then.
Almark speaks up.
"The winner is Polois."
"Stupid."
It was Garrell who screamed.
I was faster.
I saw it, too.
Morphs shouted too.
"Don't bullshit me. Garrell wins."
But Almark shakes his head.
"Polois was fast for a moment."
What the hell are you talking about?
Morphs tries to shake his neck.
"Where are you looking? Amateurs. You don't know anything."
"You guys, don't lick Almark's good eye."
That's what Colen said and laughed lightly.
"I saw it, too. Polois was faster for a moment."
"That's what you're supposed to say, because you're Polois' attendant!
Garrell is furious.
"I won't admit it. I was definitely faster."
"The witness says Polois won."
Koren's eyes became sharp.
Admit it.
"This is bullshit."
Morphis threw up and threw up.
"I've been suspicious since you brought him here as a witness."
"That's right."
Garrel is also in tune.
"It was strange from the first ruling. That was my victory."
Morphs nodded at the words and shouted to Almark.
"Say it. What have they been saying?"
"Nothing."
Al Mark shook his head and Koren sandwiched his mouth there.
"You also recognized Almark as a witness to this duel."
Koren's voice was becoming more acute.
"If you insult Almark any more, I won't shut up."
"Oh, what are you going to do?"
Morphs' voice dropped.
"You're telling me, Koren."
"Do you want to be ashamed?"
Colen's face warped aggressively.
"No, Corwin."
Polois, who had remained silent until then, opened his mouth.
Breathe on your shoulders and split between Koren and Morphs.
"Almark was right. But if these guys aren't convinced of it, I'll show them how to win."
That's how Polois stared at Garrell.
"After the duel, I'm sorry to be disturbed that it's invalid. Come on, I'll do it again."
With that gaze, Garrel looked scared for a moment.
"Don't say what you were thankful for."
Garrel told me to throw up.
"It's only natural to start over. The ruling is wrong. I won't thank you for that."
Whatever you want.
Polois abandons Garrell and then turns back to Almark.
"Almark, I'm sorry. I'm not mistaken about your verdict, but will you just hang out with me for one more?"
"I don't mind."
Almark shrugs his shoulders.
"Whether or not you're still convinced that I'm a witness."
I'm not convinced.
Morpheus puts his own words on Almark's.
"Koren says you're strong, strong, but you don't feel strong."
Morpheus stood in front of Almark, saying so.
It feels as if a big wall has appeared in front of Almark.
"I don't think a guy like you has the strength to rule on such a tight duel."
Morpheus bent down and peered into Almark's face, saying in a low voice.
"This is the wrong place, you."
If you're a weak opponent, Doss's soft voice is going to tremble.
"Get lost."
That's how I put my hand on Almark's shoulder.
Almark sighed.
"Can I show you my strength?"
If only I could show you.
The moment Morpheus smiled as he peered into Almark's face.
The right fist, which ran out of sight at an unstoppable speed, flew through Morphs' cheeks, and Morphs threw half a turn from his body into the ground from his face.
Is this good enough?
Almark told Garrell and Polois in a daze.
Well, when Garrell's attendant wakes up, let's start the last one.