"Come then!" He shouted, staggering forward. Vol moved to meet him. He couldn't afford to let Blackbeard get his feet back underneath him. This small advantage that he'd seized had taken everything that he had, and the more time that passed, the more likely it would be that his ability would wear off.
He pushed forward again, leading with his shield. He returned to basics. With his Weapon Skill on cooldown, it was just basic axe work that he had to play with. That which he'd drilled for hours. A forward step behind the shield, pushed that which was in front of him away, and then used the weight of the uniquely forged weapon to try and cleave his enemy in two.
