*Bang Bang*
*Clank, slash*
Both Noah and the living armors fought to kill, Noah shot and the armors defended, and as these attacked Noah barely managed to parry their attacks, as their power clashed, more and more furniture was destroyed.
"Tsk." Noah exclaimed, as he parried a vertical slash with his shield. "This is going nowhere."
As he was too busy with one of the armors, he almost didn't notice the other one circling around him, trying to do a sneak attack.
"Wop!" Noah barely managed to dodge a horizontal slash by dropping on the floor, taking this chance to drop the other armor with him.
As the battle drew on, he noticed that the armors were starting to coordinate. As one was busy distracting Noah, the other would try and attack his blind spots, slowly wearing him off and gaining a steady advantage…
...Or at least it would've if Noah wasn't a crusader.
As one of the swords managed to pierce Noah, he didn't miss a beat and punched the head off one of the armors and slammed it onto a nearby wall.
"Hup!"
He used the gap created and bashed the other armor with his shield, sending crashing to the giant mirror.
*Crash!*
"Huff… Puff…" Noah breathed heavily while looking at the beaten armors. "Parry that you filthy casuals."
After he catched up his breath, the crusader turned towards the door where his creator ran in.
"I hope you are alright, Sir…"
= = =
"FUCK!"
Edward struggled to dodge the various skeletons charging at him, his body dirty and full of scratches.
"WHOEVER MADE THIS I HOPE YOU EAT SHIT! GO AND FALL OFF YOUR HORSE YOU DUMB-!"
He crouched just in time to prevent his head suffering the same fate as the french monarchy.
"FUCK!"
With poor movements, Edward backed off from the creaky skeletons that wanted to revoke his free pass to live. He raised his remaining billar stick and tried to stab the skeletons with it.
*slash*
"Honestly…" Edward stared at his only weapon, cut in half and now deemed useless. "I ain't surprised."
The memelord looked around, only seeing skeletal figures wearing pieces of old armor and dull weapons that if they didn't cut you to death would at the very least give you tetanus.
"Welp, you know what they say," Edward started looking around the place. "One man's trash is a much smarter dude's weapon."
And as he said those words, he saw the weapon he needed. In a rush, he grabbed it without hesitation.
*Clack clack-*
*Swoosh*
As the skeletons approached Edward, a bunch of them got their skulls swooped by his newly acquired weapon… Which consisted of a stone-made graveyard cross.
Without knowing exactly what he was doing, Edward just swung around the cross, sometimes landing hits and sometimes missing them, still looking like a crackhead nonetheless.
"Spooky Scary these ye darn skeletons!"
At the end of the madlad rampage, only one skeleton remained.
*Clack Clack!*
Edward raised the cross, spinning his body as if he was going to throw a weight and...
"EAT STONE YOU WHITE BITCH!"
*Dun!*
The skeleton's head was crushed by the cross
"Few! Well that was a hassle." Looking around, he saw that all the skeletons were either knocked out or were incapable of moving "Alright! I'm looting this place up!"
= = =
Noah opened the door, this one leading to some kind of old graveyard, although this one was strangely very... clean.
"Sir Hyde, are you here?"
*Ueeeeee*
"...Sir?"
As his calling went unanswered, Noah already prepared for the worst, readying his guns and shield, ready to bash anything in his way.
*Clack clack*
As the sound of bones clashing resonated around the yard, Noah turned around, an unholy sight presenting before him.
A creature made solely of bones, with all types of weapons dangling around its many arms, and the various skulls moving, as if there wasn't any kind of life in them, the figure making an unholy growling as it approached the crusader.
*Ueeeeeeeee*
As Noah was ready to shoot at the beast, he heard something apart from the growling.
"Help…. Me…."
*Dun*
In a moment, the beast appeared to have collapsed in its own weight, and from within the abomination, he could finally hear a clear voice.
"Help me… loot is… heavy..."
Noah sighed, lowering his weapons.
"I too am glad to see you, Sir Hyde."
= = =
"So… Like this?"
"Yes Sir, just like that."
Noah sat besides Hyde, explaining how to do an action as simple for the crusader as breathing.
In front of Noah appeared a window, his data written in it, the appearance of the window seeming like a mixture between a DnD character sheet and a Word doc.
"This is a character sheet Sir."
Edward glared at Noah with a frustrated look.
"I am very fucking tempted to tell you that I can fucking see that, after all, I made that shit."
"Yes Sir, yet you do not know how to open it, am I wrong?"
"Hence why I said tempted," Hyde smiled at Noah with a face that said Fuck You Too. "Now please, proceed."
Noah turned back Hyde's smile with a cocky tone. "That is all that there is to explain Sir, I am sure that you will get the hang of it since you already made one."
Edward's smile turned serious as he squinted his eyes. "You win this fucking battle."
Looking in front of him, Edward lifted a finger and made a gesture of scrolling on a phone.
In front of him appeared a window similar to Noah's, showing out his sheet.
***
[Name: Edward Hyde]
[Race: Memelord (Human)]
[Inventory]
***
"...Dude come look at this shit."
Noah got closer, looking at Edward's character sheet and pointing at an empty spot.
***
[Class: None]
***
"Sir… You have no class."
Edward couldn't hold in his desire and boasted sarcastically.
"You got a fucking 20 in perception didn't ya?"