Henry didn't know what he was expecting when the commander turned around, but it certainly wasn't the older knight unsheathing his sword and swinging it shamelessly at him, giving him hardly a moment to block.
All Henry could do was fall to the ground and try to duck the heavy blade that came wringing at him with so much power. He scrambled to pull out his sword so he could have some kind of rebuttal.
"What on Earth?!" Henry cried and thrust his blade forward.
However, the commander moved his body backward and dodged the Chemoian sword as it went toward him.
Henry never kept the commander out of his sight and his eyes were narrowed as he held his sword out in front of him.
"I don't know why I just felt like knocking your head off of your shoulders," Callum said with an evil smirk.
Henry's posture became a bit straighter and he raised one eyebrow at the older knight.
