The glimmering blade of the weretiger struck past the defences of the half dragon, cracking apart a piece of his armour and sending its shimmering energy rushing through the body of the royal blue scaled male. But instead of letting discomfort in pain show on his features, Cyanwrath's eyes gleamed with excitement. Finally! An opponent worthy of his all! The background action of the tiger pouncing on one of his men went past him without a shred of note, even as the man resisted the druid's attempt to drive him down to the ground, only suffering deep cuts into the hides shielding his body. No, Cyanwrath's target was before him. "I knew you could fight properly if you tried! Come at me!" he bellowed from the bottom of his lungs, idle sparks between his teeth not reaching the dangerous concentration the champion had had the misfortune of witnessing in their earlier confrontation.

Cyanwrath used his blade to turn aside the second attack that Brannor had attempted, yet this moment brought him to a rather unfavourable angle. Cyanwrath took the risk and sliced at the ear of his opponent, an attack easily avoided by the werecreature whose sense of hearing would have sufficed to let him know the strike was coming. But he had chosen his direction for backing off poorly, and with that strike missing Cyanwrath took the opportunity to exploit a new weakness in the Paladin's stance. The half-dragon had to spin his entire body around a whole circle, but it let him keep the momentum of his earlier strike and add more upon it, this time landing his strike square in Brannor's side, the Greatsword digging between the plates of armour, not giving him the benefit of the redistribution of pressure.

And once you create an opening, you exploit it as much as you at all can. Cyanwrath was no stranger to the techniques of fighting a single opponent, pressing on immediately. He withdrew his blade, not having the time to check if blood had already decorated its edges as he swung for Brannor's shoulder, another fierce clang echoing in the room as metal hit metal and the splint mail budged under the fearsome assault. And as if he was adding icing on the cake, Cyanwrath brought his blade down before Brannor and went for the leg opposing the shoulder in one clean cut, exploiting the opponent's attempt to get away from the strike just made. Weaker, less plated armour was torn apart under the tip of the large sword of Cyanwrath's, blood gushing to the surface from a recently opened wound on the furred thigh of the werebeast. Cyanwrath locked eyes with Brannor, still midway returning to his ready stance and taking half a step back. He couldn't leave himself too open. A counterattack would eventually follow, especially if one exposed themselves with too much aggression. But the glint in his eyes was unmistakable. "Come at me", it beckoned. "Challenge me."

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Cyanwrath makes two attacks against Brannor, one of them landing as a critical thanks to his [b]Improved Critical[/b] trait. He proceeds to use his one use [b]Action Surge[/b] to make another two attacks with his greatsword, both landing still but thankfully not as criticals these two times around. He does not move from his duel with Brannor, focusing on it over anything else as far as anyone can tell.

Attack rolls were made as follows:
[quote]#1
To Hit: [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/14619]9[/url]
[u]Miss[/u][/quote]
[quote]#2
To Hit: [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/14620]25[/url]
Damage (Crit): [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/14621]15[/url] slashing[/quote]
[quote]#3
To Hit: [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/14622]23[/url]
Damage: [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/14623]12[/url] slashing[/quote]
[quote]#4
To Hit: [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/14624]23[/url]
Damage: [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/14625]12[/url] slashing[/quote]
All damage values are presented before resistances [@The Harbinger of Ferocity].

Tl;Dr: Cyanwrath goes ham.

Next up, Kyra [@Norschtalen].
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