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That seemed to make him pause, his eyes narrowed and he smiled. "It seems I have underestimated you, Atrox of Soryu. You are more than your brother said about you. At least you are always out there fighting. You have my respect as a warrior. It is for this same reason that I must have your head."
His body was suddenly covered in murky brown glow and then metals began to enclose his body. Rust-colored metals warped around his body like second skin until he stood there completely covered in armor.
He bowed. "I will make your death a quick one."
Riven raised his hand and the tower beside him spat out a small light that condensed into the sword. He began to remove the binding on it, and each binding he removed made the temperature rise.
Even Vorath felt it, and the water shield that was surrounding them began to boil, hissing and shaking.
"What type of artifact or enchanted tool do you have there? It looks powerful. I want it!"
