Great Debate 6 1-1-A

~~~~~Lvl. 39 Jaune Tanks Cinder~~~~~

We traded blows at a furious pace. Cinder's blades rarely broke past my defence, but when they did I tanked them without concern, making her pay for each with another wound that bit deeper and deeper each time.

–B6C15







~~~~~Cinder is stronger than Lvl. 25 Jaune~~~~~

The figure chuckled and pushed forwards, and to my shock, I found myself being overwhelmed – not by fire, or magic, but by pure Strength.

He was stronger than me, too?

No…

He was a higher level; a much higher level. I was completely outclassed.

My guard broke, Crocea Mors forced to the side by the flaming blade, but it was flesh and bone and not fire that caught me – an elbow slamming into my face and knocking my head back.

–B4C7







~~~~~Lvl. 24 Jaune is strong enough to cut through armour~~~~~

Rolling to the side to build distance, I surged back up and lashed out at the first enemy to reach me. Crocea Mors bit down hard on his sword, and he seemed ill-prepared for my unusually high Strength. His arm buckled, his guard broke, and he gasped as the blade cut into metal armour and drew blood. Not enough, of course – and not enough to kill, but more than enough to put him out of the fight.

Sadly, it also put my sword out of the fight, as he fell with it still lodged in his armour.







~~~~~Lvl. 15 Jaune is strong enough to cut the Boss Ursa to the bone~~~~~

Another slash to its leg brought forth more blood, this time an audible grunt issuing from the Ursa.

We were doing it. Nora cheered as she dodged another attack, spinning her hammer in return and hitting it on what would have been the wrist of a human. The giant arm shuddered, the beast roaring its displeasure, but the ginger-haired girl had already backed away. Blake took that chance to leap onto its back, catching a spike in one hand and climbing her way higher. It didn't seem to notice, something I was keen to maintain.

"Come on," I shouted, slamming my sword into its hind leg, gasping at the impact. I must have hit bone, for my arms vibrated painfully. Gritting my teeth, I forced myself on, cutting into it once more, but this time aiming for flesh and muscle.

–B1C9







~~~~~Daggers shatter against the Boss Ursa~~~~~

Blinded, it roared its displeasure, but failed to notice the Assassin finally reach its neck. We all did, however, watching with bated breath as she drew two daggers and slammed them down.

They shattered.

–B1C9