Ornstein had been standing on the right of trial as he always did, He was an intimidation factor for the accused. He had wicked armor and armaments that looked hellish. The metal made him someone he was not but so did the world he was trapped in. As he stood there the accused started mouthing off and getting a little cocky so Ornstein had intensified his intimidation factor however to no avail. 

Ornstein saw it in his eyes, That awful look.

He heard it in his voice, that putrid sound

He could feel it resonating off the accused, That horrific sensation.

Ornstein was convinced he was about to make a move to put the accused in its place but suddenly it lunged forward. Ornstein was so taken aback by the attack that he didn't notice the Tank next to him equip his axe and take a step towards him. [color=82ca9d][i]"Oh [b]SHI-[/b]"[/i][/color] Ornstein dodge rolled out of the way of the cleaving axe aimed for his back. He whipped out his Spear and quickly rushed at the tank, weaving to and fro taking stabs when he could. Eventually he knocked the tank off balance with a perfect parry. [color=82ca9d][i]"You're wasting my [b]TIME[/b]"[/i][/color] He yelled as he drove the tank back against the wall pinning both arms with his twin blades, Letting him suffer as he feels like he burns from the inside until he finally explodes into shards.
[center][color=ed1c24][b]DEAD[/b][/color][/center]
As another attacker approaches him, he sidesteps and sends the man reeling for balance after missing such a heavy attack. Ornstein can feel his breaker kicking in, he was getting less tired the more he worked. He rushed to grab his swords and turned as his attacker got his bearings. With one fluent movement he swiped the hostile Estoc off course and drove one of his Chaos blades through their abdomen, while he grabbed his second and shoved it downward through the shoulder between the shoulder blade and clavicle. He let them drop to the ground as they shuddered and writhed in burning pain. 
[center][color=ed1c24][b]DEAD[/b][/color][/center]
He sheathed his twin blades and grabbed his Spear, taking a single look at his target he let loose and hurled the spear with unrivaled speed and accuracy at the accused. It hit its mark but with such force behind it and the way that it hit, the spear didn't stay in its target. Ornstein charged the accused with a single chaos blade drawn, only to be knocked away which pushed him off balance leading him to trip and slide across the floor on his back near his spear had stuck into the wall. He grabbed his spear and readied himself to fight. Ornstein took a quick check of his health bar and decided he shouldn't rush back into a crowd, that was for tanks, he isn't a tank. Instead he ran in search of Vegnya, who he was unbreakably loyal to. Eventually he found her and covered her left flank with Ezmeralda at her right. [color=82ca9d][i]"At your service, Vegnya. How long do we stay and fight? If I may, I would suggest retreating as soon as possible and recovering as many loyal Breakers as possible. But I will fulfil any order you give, so say the word."[/i][/color]

[center][b][color=82ca9d]Ornstein || Dispatched: 2 ||  Players Directly Involved: Vegnya [@Volenvradica], Ezmeralda [@Ezmeralda][/color][/b][/center]