03-21-2012, 01:50 AM
Navin skidded to a halt and pointed ahead. A group of teenagers huddled in front of a game store. They were dressed in shiny, spiked and otherwise ornamented armour and waving fearsome, huge swords that reflected no light in the air with no perceptable difficulty.
"Hazad muagya-mora! Slayers!" He hissed, alarmed.
The crowd were actually cosplayers holding foam swords and wearing fake armour, but the hapless dragon didn't know this and had mistaken them for knights.
I mean a weapon you hold. You have a gun, Tanith has a sword... I want a stick. ~ Valkyrie Cain
Ill buy you a stick for Christmas. - Skulduggery Pleasant