''Heh, use whatever technique you want; you'll end up as a test subject on my experimental table anyway. Kahkaha. '' Herman laughed and raised his hand, blocking the sword that was coming at him.
*Clank*
Raydon felt a powerful recoil as the great sword crashed into Herman's hand, sounding like it had hit an iron.
'Of course, his body is stronger than the burly man, shit. ' Raydon thought, and using the recoil from the attack, he rotated himself to attack him again, this time from the other side. Herman was a little slow to respond this time, and the sword slammed into his shoulder with much more force.
*Clank*
However, again, he didn't appear to be affected by it, but Raydon persisted. He noticed Herman raise his hand, indicating that he was about to use a skill.
''Undead Tentaughh. ''
