[DarkForbidden-Love]

Edmund heard the shout and drove his weapon into the ground. It work as a barrier between himself and the oncoming weapon. The axe met Edmund's weapon and the wooden handle shattered sending wooden shrapnel deep into Edmund's body. The thousand little bolts of pain were enough to make him double over, almost causing his head to be taken off by the axe head. The axe head still nicked his arm though causing a large ribbon of blood to flow from it. He silently cursed his choice of armor, it was light but it offered no protection.

Edmund righted himself though, still alive and said, "What is honor in the face of battle? Honor will get youself killed. Our other opponent understands this, so the only way to beat him is to have no honor yourself." Edmund was under no illusion he would survive this battle as he had just been severly wounded.