KLOVER

Chapter 2.1: Plan Interventions: Veer vs Klover

"Shit this isn't good, it's like this guy doesn't run out of stamina, even with all that armor on, he just doesn't slow down!"

Klover says in his head as he continues to dodge.

"With Veer's arrival, things are gonna get real messy!"

"Why do you refuse to attack?! This dodging won't do you any good! I thought you were strong?!"

Gregory starts to laugh.

"And with this new guy's appearance, it seems like things are only gonna get harder for you! I suggest you attack now while you still can!"

Klovers frustration begins to build, as Gregorys swings become quicker and more concentrated, whilst his movements don't slow for even a second.

"Dammit, if only I could have a normal fight where I'm not fightin' a fuckin maniac!"

Gregory chuckles as Klover says this, and Klover jumps back further than usual with his regular dodges, flips into the air, grips his sword in a downward posture, and dive bombs into Gregory's left shoulder with his blade.

Gregory grabs Klover with his off hand that he had his shield on and throws Klover off of him as he grabs the sword by its sharp edge and tosses it at Klover.

"Dammit, my hands are bleeding now. And you gave me quite the cut here!"

Gregory points toward his shoulder where the cut was and chuckles.

"You need a new sword, Klover. That one is bent, it won't do a lick of damage to me."

Gregory motions to one of his guards. "You, hand him your sword."

"What, why me?!" The guard responds flustered.

"You dare question me?!"

The guard begins to tremble as he approaches Klover, drawing his weapon and preparing to hand it up. Klover slowly rises and reaches out to take the sword, but as soon as he does, he spits in the guard's face.

The guard gently raises his head and wipes the spit from his brow.

"I'm the one with the sword pal." Klover smiles.

"I advise you to walk away. If you touch my pray, then you'll have to pay the price and you won't be taxed in gold."

As Gregory and Klover re-start, the guard shivers and walks away. But, before the two could eventually clash again, a large throng of men marched onto the field, with Veer leading the charge.

"So we finally meet again Klover! 'The burden of Brinsfield!'" Veer said aloud.

"Burden of Brinsfield?!" Klover says as he slowly turns toward Veer.

"Yes, that's what I've decided to nickname you! You have no place in our country, and you clearly have no place here! That's why I declare today as your judgment day, Klover!"

Veer points at Klover with a cold stare as Klover slowly begins to walk toward Veer.

"You can't run away anymore!" He continued.

"Who said I was runnin'?! The time simply wasn't right, and when it was... let's just say, I had more important things to tend to." Klover responded boldly.

"His gear is different from when I last saw him. He's clearly more prepared for this fight than I am."

Veer sported a shiny golden helmet, with large silver shoulder pads, and wielded tightly in his hand was his spear.

"I don't remember him ever having a spear though..."

Klover turns his gaze to Veer's weapon.

"It seems Veers deciding to put his all into this fight. I was hoping he would underestimate Klov, but his intentions are clear here." Wesgard says to himself.