[Someone didn't get the memo that this was a fencing class, and instead got the bulletin that said this is a "bring your own weapon and fight" class.
That's probably the reason this guy sitting slouched in the corner with a halberd that's taller than he is- and that's an accomplishment, given that he looks about 6 feet tall.
He gives sort of a cocky scoff and smile before standing up, and walks all the way over to her with the halberd outstretched in front of him.]
I received your challenge. ["received" is a bit of a stretch for seeing a poster on a wall.] Do you want to die?
[...He apparently also didn't get the follow up email specifying that this is an instructional class and not a gladiator competition.]
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That's probably the reason this guy sitting slouched in the corner with a halberd that's taller than he is- and that's an accomplishment, given that he looks about 6 feet tall.
He gives sort of a cocky scoff and smile before standing up, and walks all the way over to her with the halberd outstretched in front of him.]
I received your challenge. ["received" is a bit of a stretch for seeing a poster on a wall.] Do you want to die?
[...He apparently also didn't get the follow up email specifying that this is an instructional class and not a gladiator competition.]