For Samfrey, there wasn't much his orcish opponent could do in the face of the speed he displayed–though it seemed he wanted to taunt his opponent, he decided to go for an execution, leaving an onslaught of cuts along the lacyrie's body.
Though the small cuts he left weren't much in the way of phasing the lumbering giant, who jumped up, attempting to ensnare him with a downfall of its double-axes as they slammed into the rocky ground.
"Predictable moves like that aren't going to get you anywhere," Samfrey said, jumping back, "I learned that myself–the hard way."
As the rubble kicked up from the release of darkness blasted towards him, Samfrey's electric essence allowed him to maneuver even through the hail of pebbles, finishing the dark-wielding orc as both of his daggers ran across its throat.
