[Funkduder]

Originally Posted by DarkForbidden-Love

Edmund drove his sword into the man before him, not paying much attention to where...

and the sword drove into Night's shield arm and shoulder, rendering it useless. As the sword hit the ground, Night yelled again flexing his neck in pain, but it was stopped short. Blood oozed out of his makeshift bandage, onto his shirt. He knew that he was too soon to be done for to deal with the man in black. He had no more strength to muster upon as he let his hammer fall to the ground, and his vision began to tint a dark crimson...is this the end? he wondered in dazed agony...It's not the end if you fall here, said an alien voice. Remember that your will is your own, for this is Valhalla... The voice faded as his vision came back to hint, now tinted a lighter color. Though it seemed like a minute or to, it must have been less than three seconds as he heard the hammer hit the floor. With renewed strength, he threw a punch to the grey reaper's neck.