X.IV Exponential Value
*CLANG!*

"What the-"

As much as I wanted to quip something stupid to boost my own ego, I was too busy not letting the Decimal's attack go through my katana's pitifully narrow surface area of defense. My teeth clattered as I did my damn best to not let this fucker skewer me to death; my arms and wrists practically screaming at me to give them a break as I forced them to support the thin strip of metal preventing my untimely demise.

*SHIIIIIINNNNNGGGG!!!*

Metal ground against metal as sparks flew above my chest; the point of contact between halberd and katana starting to glow a dull orange at the constant pressure being applied to them. Above
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