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"Erica, Elsa, is it wise to keep your greatsword out? We're headed into the woods."

"Ha!"

"Heh!"

Both of the Taddol's heads give slight laugh, the right one - Erica - smirking at the comparatively tiny man.

"Do you question my strength, little man? If a tree gets in my way, I'll simply fell it in a single blow!"

They makes a quick show of swinging their blade around before returning to her guard.

"... What's the point of the shortsword if you don't plan to use it?"

Elsa cranes her neck to see him past Erica.

"In case the greatsword breaks! Unlike you, we don't need to wait between attacks."

Alwin huffs as he cranks his bowstring. Being a Doppelsöldner was hard enough without a braggart risking her own life. She's not even trying to half-sword...

___

"Now!"

Their march through the woods is interrupted by a falling tree, a group of nationals charging from the side!

Alwin and the Taddol end up near the trail end of the unit, far away from the center of combat - with only two men engaging them, each with axes!

"An ambush!? Well then, come at me cow-"

Erica barely disguses the excitement in her voice, until-

THUNK!

"...Shit, shit shit!"

Just as Alwin predicted, the moment they try to swing their sword, it gets lodged in the nearest tree.

Admittedly, they got it in impressively deep - almost one third of the way through. They should have been a lumberjack.

It would certainly suits them better than mercenary work.

"Hey, uh, if you would be honorable enough to-"

The enemy soldier ignores Elsa's plea, pulling a shortsword from his coat and charging for her stomach!

THU-CRACK!

His helmet shatters as Alwin's bolt makes itself home in his skull, the man dropping like a puppet with its strings cut!

They must not have seen Alvin, focusing instead on his giant comrade! The other man readies his axe, but Alwin's already ahead of him - swinging the butt of his crossbow into his leg, a disgusting CRUNCH emanating as his knee shatters!

His screams are quickly silenced by the Taddol - the massive woman stomping him flat!

"...Alwin, I-"

"Erica, pull out your shortsword, we are under fucking attack!"

Part of the Art War with , with a Taddol giant mercenary from and a story by Boxcards.

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Description

"Erica, Elsa, is it wise to keep your greatsword out? We're headed into the woods."

"Ha!"

"Heh!"

Both of the Taddol's heads give slight laugh, the right one - Erica - smirking at the comparatively tiny man.

"Do you question my strength, little man? If a tree gets in my way, I'll simply fell it in a single blow!"

They makes a quick show of swinging their blade around before returning to her guard.

"... What's the point of the shortsword if you don't plan to use it?"

Elsa cranes her neck to see him past Erica.

"In case the greatsword breaks! Unlike you, we don't need to wait between attacks."

Alwin huffs as he cranks his bowstring. Being a Doppelsöldner was hard enough without a braggart risking her own life. She's not even trying to half-sword...

___

"Now!"

Their march through the woods is interrupted by a falling tree, a group of nationals charging from the side!

Alwin and the Taddol end up near the trail end of the unit, far away from the center of combat - with only two men engaging them, each with axes!

"An ambush!? Well then, come at me cow-"

Erica barely disguses the excitement in her voice, until-

THUNK!

"...Shit, shit shit!"

Just as Alwin predicted, the moment they try to swing their sword, it gets lodged in the nearest tree.

Admittedly, they got it in impressively deep - almost one third of the way through. They should have been a lumberjack.

It would certainly suits them better than mercenary work.

"Hey, uh, if you would be honorable enough to-"

The enemy soldier ignores Elsa's plea, pulling a shortsword from his coat and charging for her stomach!

THU-CRACK!

His helmet shatters as Alwin's bolt makes itself home in his skull, the man dropping like a puppet with its strings cut!

They must not have seen Alvin, focusing instead on his giant comrade! The other man readies his axe, but Alwin's already ahead of him - swinging the butt of his crossbow into his leg, a disgusting CRUNCH emanating as his knee shatters!

His screams are quickly silenced by the Taddol - the massive woman stomping him flat!

"...Alwin, I-"

"Erica, pull out your shortsword, we are under fucking attack!"

Part of the Art War with , with a Taddol giant mercenary from and a story by Boxcards.

My Twitter:

twitter.com/shabazik

My Patreon:

www.patreon.com/shabazik

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