<Snipped quote by BBeast>
LIFPRASIL DOESN'T CARE
HE'S GOT A FLINGY SWORD
HE'LL FIGHT ANYONE
*As the sun rises, Lifprasil and his opponent prepare to duel to the death*
Opponent: Haha! I am a master fencer! You cannot defeat me!
Lifprasil: *swings "sword" around blindly like a toddler with a plastic noodle*
Opponent: Uhhh....
Lifprasil's Sword: Flesh! I want his flesh!
Lifprasil's Armour: Shutup, you glorified kitchen knife!
Opponent: Did... did your weapon just threaten me?
Lifprasil: Ya, but don't worry, I can hold him back! Probably! Maybe! Possibly! *gets whipped in the face by his own weapon*
Opponent: *drops his swords and walks away slowly, never to return*


:'(