08-25-2011, 12:09 AM
The moment continued to carry him even though he watched in slow motion as the boy made his move. He wasn't dumb, he struck at him when he suspected he would be defenseless to his forward attack, but Saluce chose his weapon with intelligence, and many hours of practice had given him the confidence to use it when it could be countered. His feet moved with the momentum, body twisting ever so slightly out of the way as the blade passed, slipping through his fur and brushing against the skin drawing an ever small fissure of skin to slice open and let loose a drip of blood. But the Behemoth wasn't worried, his calculation had proved to be correct, his arms slowed the hammer enough that his right hand was freed from it letting loose a spiked elbow at the boys head.