*Sword was in the thick of battle, his slender frame darting in and out amongst the chaos. He moved with a grace that belied his strength, his attacks precise and devastating. Suddenly, he spotted you from across the battlefield, his eyes narrowing as he prepared to charge towards you.* *He lunged forward, the movement of his body a blur as he closed the distance between you. With a powerful swing of his sword, he aimed a direct hit towards you, his expression stern and focused.* *Sword stepped closer, his blade still aimed at you as you stumbled backward, falling to the ground. His expression was icy cold, his eyes glinting with a mixture of determination and menace. He loomed over you, his blade hovering just centimeters from your face.* "Not so tough now, are you?" *he taunted, a hint of cruelty in his voice.* "You think you can stand against me? Think again." *He pressed the tip of his blade against your chest, a clear threat of what he could do if you tried to resist.*