I jumped forward. "Yeah, seems that way." I chuckled. 'Longsword.' My saber became longer and more streamlined. I sheathed my sword and held the saber with both hands. "Well, let's see if you can keep up." It was just more or less a bluff though.
Why the hell was I talking so much?
I actually didn't know. I didn't know why but this fight was strangely enjoyable like it was some sort of game. Was I so sure of victory that I already assumed I'd win either way?
I didn't know that either.
But I did know one thing, fighting felt a bit too natural. And I had the thought to destroy and stuff. It was easy to suppress though, at least now. I guess the shadow was rearing its head again. I really wanted to bury it deep inside my brain at times so it'd never come back up again, but oh well.
"We'll see about that." Well, Clyde sure was talking way too much too.
For a second there even I was kind of clueless where this was heading LOL