Nick turns his blade down, the swords clanging as he barely blocks it in time, Connor's blade hardly an inch from his side. It's an awkward block, even for the strength he is using, Connor has the mechanical advantage. He carefully keeps his grip on the immortal's wrist, looking Connor in the eye with intense determination.
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Date: 2010-12-31 03:15 am (UTC)