...what? Hey, look, listen, sometimes you can't always have several hundred words fervently describing the action in tense yet excited tones, filled with passionate descriptions about how the sword went snicky snack and blood splattered and comparisons to how the action was not unlike the felling of a mighty oak. Well, maybe a stunted oak that had tree rot and needed to go.
If it helps, reader, if it helps: hit up the nearest thesaurus and find synonyms for sword, neck, maybe silver and red. So, 'the argent blade swept downward like a flash of lightning, sundering the head from the body.' Or maybe, 'the quicksilver sword cut sharply, ending the gargantuan beast's life in an instant.' It's like Mad Libs. Be creative.
...what, shit? You still want more? Fine. This is all you get.
Out on the field fresh outta Mac Anu, Soon as they stepped on the scene, they're seeing goblins screaming, scheming for Derse blood The life of a Sburb player where dreams die and it's all out war Boss fight? Man, shit's so slight that there ain't nothing to dread. Go pap your ass while he cuts off your god damn head.
...alright, so the end is weak, but the dude's kind of busy right now.
God damn. See this, Jas? This is me taking my dignity out behind the shed (again) and shooting it.
...what? Hey, look, listen, sometimes you can't always have several hundred words fervently describing the action in tense yet excited tones, filled with passionate descriptions about how the sword went snicky snack and blood splattered and comparisons to how the action was not unlike the felling of a mighty oak. Well, maybe a stunted oak that had tree rot and needed to go.
If it helps, reader, if it helps: hit up the nearest thesaurus and find synonyms for sword, neck, maybe silver and red. So, 'the argent blade swept downward like a flash of lightning, sundering the head from the body.' Or maybe, 'the quicksilver sword cut sharply, ending the gargantuan beast's life in an instant.' It's like Mad Libs. Be creative.
...what, shit? You still want more? Fine. This is all you get.
Out on the field fresh outta Mac Anu,
Soon as they stepped on the scene, they're seeing goblins screaming, scheming for Derse blood
The life of a Sburb player where dreams die and it's all out war
Boss fight? Man, shit's so slight that there ain't nothing to dread.
Go pap your ass while he cuts off your god damn head.
...alright, so the end is weak, but the dude's kind of busy right now.