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*Makes several more spins, spraying blood over Chryos, then notices having been wounded*
*Stops, grunts, and puts hand on wound*

Not bad. But check this out.
*Tears coat away, displaying an elderly but powerful body, densely covered in runes*
This is the berserker's armor!

*wound heals*

*Chuckles and makes a backflip attack, in an attempt to cut Chryos in two while he's cornered*

*manages to reach lee from Doom's wind behind the counter*

Fireballs, warp blasts, and now wing beats? Not going to do much with only a Claymore. I need protection against his attacks...

*grabs some stuff from bag of holding, out of which he builds a sort of large but delicate circular structure with a handle*
*equips the structure on his left arm, then activates a small switch, opening a portable portal covering the whole outer side of the structure*

There we have it. Anything that hits my shield vanishes into the portal (guaranteed no black hole, it won't suck anything into it (besides, it's a portal to an empty pocket dimension I just made, so I could retrieve anything from it if necessary (as long as it isn't destroyed by any attacks it absorbs))).

Still, I can't use my Claymore any longer with only one hand...

*puts claymore back into the bag, and equips a one-handed adamantium war axe*

Now then, let's fell some daemon >=)

*slides under mamibo whilst he's in the middle of his backflip attack*

Curses. I did not expect him to have berserker's armor. Change of plans.

*transforms longsword into a greatsword whilst secretly adding some nullifying powder onto the sword*

Maybe this would hurt you. Cross Combo.

*slashes at mamibo in an X-shape a few times before thrusting the point of the blade into the middle of the X and slicing upwards*

*Blocks the attack by thrusting the longsword outwards in the tragectory of the slashes*
*Does it with such precision that his own longsword gets sliced cross-shape, and then the thrust opens it up like a banana peel.*
*Gets a tiny scratch that, instead of healing starts bleeding a bit*

Nullyfying powder!

*throws the wrecked longsword away*

I am unarmed.

*Kicks the leg away from a circular table and makes gripping holes within the large wooden circle with his mighty fingers*

Gratshield vs greatsword!

*The shield is like two meters wide*
*OOMRY!*
*Runs with it slammingly towards Chryos, while with the other hand grabbing a glass of ale*

You know using a wooden table as a shield still gives you a weak defence right?

*slashes the air twice sending two waves of air at the shield before barely moving out of the path of mamibo's charge*

*Quickly turns round taking the forcewaves on his back*
*Throws the shield at the greatsword, impaling one with the other*
*While Chryos is still holding the temporarly disabled greatsword, approaches the other side of the shield, and pours the ale onto the blade, unseen behind the wooden disk*
*The powder is washed off*
*Appears from the left side of the shield, wiping his mouth as if he drank the ale*
*Takes throwing knife that was stuck in a stool*

*releases greatsword before moving towards the pianist*

I'll be taking this back now.

*swiftly knocks out the pianist before retrieving the Archblade of Archimedes from their hands*

*is suddenly hit by a flying chair leg*

Hey, who threw the leg? It ain't fair!

Have a short rest while I'm searching for the Mamibium blade, bro. Let's make it a fair fight in all ways.

*Finds the blade*
*As he takes it in his hands, the runes on his body become glistening*

Start when you're ready.

*Archblade of Archimedes begins glowing white before transforming into it's true form*

*glow fades away to reveal an intricate gold broadsword with a glowing blade*

Alright. Should be good now. Prepare to lose.

*raises sword and fires a wave of light at mamibo*

A true hero may die, but he never loses.

*Runs towards Chryos and gets the light wave on his chest*
*The flesh burns and boils, but regrows half-successfully*
*Upon hit utters a deafening battlecry that breaks windows*

*However, instead of attempting to slice Chryos, aims at him a mighty punch*

*is temporarily stunned by the battlecry and is sent flying into a wall by the punch*

Dang. That was one hell of a punch. Guess I underestimated you.

*sword suddenly turns crimson as flames erupt from the blade*

*charges at mamibo before slashing his legs*

*Gets grievously wounded in the legs, falls to his knees*
*Tear rolls down cheek*

The pain...

*Uses arms to launch himself towards Chryos, becoming a lightning-fast missile of steel (mamibium, that is), gore and muscle*

Right, @HahiHa, sorry for the delay. Minor turn-ups

Anyway, seeing as you got behind me *Turns around simultaneously performing a horizontal swipe with the sword* I now have to focus on close combat!

*sword become light blue as snow starts falling in the tavern*

Winds of winter! Heed my call! Freeze!

*fires a circular ray of ice which freezes anything it touches although it only succeeds in slowing most people's actions*

*is struck by mamibo's attack and is sent flying into the bar*

*Gore on chest and legs gets covered in ice*
*Snow sticks beautifully in the long graying hair*

*Attempts to rise, leaning on the Mamibium blade*
*Shaking and unsteady, limps towards the bar*

*Sees Chryos in pain with an open leg fracture and broken ribs*
*Sits down next to him and huggs with one hand*

I propose a tie, bro.
We both fought like true warriors.
Are you in?

*coughs blood*
Two whiskeys! Aw, you're the bartender, right...
*rises to grab a bottle of whiskey*