Artirian feels the burn of hatred as he sees that, one by one cadet are being cut down and being killed. "Damit, you son of aholes!" Artirian jolted forward killing 2 barbarians in the process. "You won't dare lay a finger on my cadets!" And as he swings his sword left and right he would cut down 4 more Barbarians.
He looked at the others who were still fighting multiple Barbarians so Artirian would grab another sword and jolt forward once again charging into 6 barbarians simultaneously and as he fights them he would be able to cut down 6 Barbarians their body parts would be sliced by Artirian Bokken sword while the second sword would be supporting to cut deep into the Barbarians flesh. Blood and dirt would mix on Artirians face.
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