"Oh~ Our Knight of Dread Awakens!"
The melancholy voice sounded as Raven's axe was flicked to his side, crushing the silver helmet of an armoured doll.
His tail curled, like a snake in defence, blocking two harsh blades that sliced down his left side, the countless armours like an ocean's waves rushing towards him, over and over without rest.
Splutter!
Blood began to splatter all over the ground, his body filled with deep gashes and wounds, while the living armours and dolls were fine; unless his axe destroyed their heads, they continued to attack him without care.
"Arise, and slay your darkness to hear victory drums! Bright is tomorrow's dawn as soon as these shades give birth to earthly gluttony..."
