Once the "afterglow" had faded from Jericho, he took a moment to ponder what had happened. He shuddered at the thought and glanced up to see none other than his arch-enemy, Rob, standing atop the thread. With a wicked grin spreading across his face, Jericho dashed to the top of the thread to face off with Rob one last time…
Rob grinned as he saw Jericho approach and unsheathed his sword, the famous Blade of Awe. As Jericho reached the top, he unleashed his own sword, known as the Blade of Woe. This is where the eternal feud would finally come to an abrupt halt.
Jericho quickly went to make the first strike, feinting to the left and then plunging his blade into the gap where he knew Rob's ribs would be…but to no avail. Rob darted out of reach and swung his blade in a downward slash, connecting with the edge of Jericho's shoulder. Jericho made a sound similar to a snake's hiss as he jumped back, observing Rob as if for the first time.
Without allowing too much time to pass, Rob lunged for Jericho, blade poised for a killing blow. The rest happened in a flurry of movements that can only be described as happening at the same time. As Rob made his way closer to Jericho, Jericho attempted to backpedal, but got tripped by the post of c172, which was still near the top of the thread. It was then that, as Jericho was falling back, Rob swung his sword…but Jericho's head was not where it had been previously. Seeking an opportunity to win, Jericho thrust his blade into the torso of Rob, plunging it deep into his chest. Rob then fell to the ground, clutching the Blade of Woe that was embedded within his sternum. Jericho stood slowly, and laughed a dark and twisted laugh that could be heard throughout the forum.
More would come...
Rob grinned as he saw Jericho approach and unsheathed his sword, the famous Blade of Awe. As Jericho reached the top, he unleashed his own sword, known as the Blade of Woe. This is where the eternal feud would finally come to an abrupt halt.
Jericho quickly went to make the first strike, feinting to the left and then plunging his blade into the gap where he knew Rob's ribs would be…but to no avail. Rob darted out of reach and swung his blade in a downward slash, connecting with the edge of Jericho's shoulder. Jericho made a sound similar to a snake's hiss as he jumped back, observing Rob as if for the first time.
Without allowing too much time to pass, Rob lunged for Jericho, blade poised for a killing blow. The rest happened in a flurry of movements that can only be described as happening at the same time. As Rob made his way closer to Jericho, Jericho attempted to backpedal, but got tripped by the post of c172, which was still near the top of the thread. It was then that, as Jericho was falling back, Rob swung his sword…but Jericho's head was not where it had been previously. Seeking an opportunity to win, Jericho thrust his blade into the torso of Rob, plunging it deep into his chest. Rob then fell to the ground, clutching the Blade of Woe that was embedded within his sternum. Jericho stood slowly, and laughed a dark and twisted laugh that could be heard throughout the forum.
More would come...