Mordred was never one for patience. Leave that to the Casters and Assassins of the world.
Her eyes widened in shock when the golden spirit suddenly appeared. Mordred gasped sharply when the newcomer so easily caught her fist. She was so caught off guard by the spirit that she didn't notice the ground crack beneath her Master.
Mordred wrenched her fist free from The World's grip as he tossed her and she jumped back about a foot to put some space between them. She needed to get the measure of this newcomer. Mordred tilted a brow, evaluating the spirit's broad chest and armor of shining gold. Something about screamed 'knight' but clearly he wasn't. So this was what had knocked Clarent away before.
"Huh...if you have this guy here then what the hell do ya' need me for?" Mordred huffed, somehow finding herself a little jealous sharing her Master with another guardian spirit.
She crossed her arms before her chest and blew a breath of air out to move a stray strand of her blonde hair from her face.
"All right, all right...battle conditions, go for it. What happens when I win and beat this golden jester into the ground?" She wasn't even entertaining the possibility of losing.
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Her eyes widened in shock when the golden spirit suddenly appeared. Mordred gasped sharply when the newcomer so easily caught her fist. She was so caught off guard by the spirit that she didn't notice the ground crack beneath her Master.
Mordred wrenched her fist free from The World's grip as he tossed her and she jumped back about a foot to put some space between them. She needed to get the measure of this newcomer. Mordred tilted a brow, evaluating the spirit's broad chest and armor of shining gold. Something about screamed 'knight' but clearly he wasn't. So this was what had knocked Clarent away before.
"Huh...if you have this guy here then what the hell do ya' need me for?" Mordred huffed, somehow finding herself a little jealous sharing her Master with another guardian spirit.
She crossed her arms before her chest and blew a breath of air out to move a stray strand of her blonde hair from her face.
"All right, all right...battle conditions, go for it. What happens when I win and beat this golden jester into the ground?" She wasn't even entertaining the possibility of losing.