[center][h2]An Eternal Guard[/h2][/center]

The Persian was a shield. 

The Sword Shroud was his tool. 

The ingrates before him, he could care less about their worthless attempt to attack him, that was not what made the man's blood boil. Those shots were child's play for the untouchable man to avoid, and even a direct hit was unlikely to do much to his tool. No, the bastards had made one unforgivable mistake, they attacked his friends and worse than that they attacked the ball and its patient. 

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TSig-PvyZY8]Those crimes would not stand under The Persian's watch.[/url]

"VILLAIN!" Came the booming voice, as the Sword Shroud dashed to its side and into the path of the rook pursuing his friend. In the process it had been easy enough to dodge the incoming shots, cowards who took pots shots from such a range had no hope of hitting the untouchable man, even when his HFV of choice was the 002. Of course The Persian was not about to let up on the monster in front of him. From the moment his voice had boomed, he had been firing at the Rook's right shoulder, the gun shoulder.

"Have you no honour!" As the Sword Shroud came into position in front of his enemy, its right rifle continued firing at the rest of the Rook's right side. Meanwhile his left hand holstered its rifle to prepare for his next gambit. He was not about to let up and allow the surprised Rook anytime to retaliate or reacquire its bearings, The Persian was on a warpath right now. 

"ATTACKING THOSE THAT CAN'T FIGHT BACK IS THE MARK OF A TRUE COWARD!" 

Now it was his left arm's turn, even as the right rifle continued to tear apart the Rook in front of him gradually shifting towards the center to give his left hand the room it needed to reach for the linear railgun aimed at his comrades. The shots at the right side had been for a very clear purpose: disable the arm and the gun was his. Even if the rook had somehow managed to hold onto the railgun during the onslaught it was an easy grab for he was not afraid to rip it out. Of course that wasn't the only package his left hand was delivering.  

"I may not be my pious comrade, but nevertheless I shall call forth MY JUDGEMENT!" As the left hand moved forward, the wrist sword mounted on sprang to life. As the Sword Shroud acquired his new weapon, the blade was sure to puncture some part of the Rook in front of him. The most likely outcome would be severing the rest of the arm that had already been aimed at by his bullets. 

There was one more outcome that occurred as a result of the Sword Shroud's sudden attack, now the cowardly Rook blocked the line his enemies had at him before. As soon as the Rook in front of him was disabled, his right rifle would start laying fire at the two beam using Rooks, and, if he had his new toy, the railgun would seek and destroy the missile launching enemy.

"NO ONE SHALL TOUCH THEM!"