Telamon Forsaken

Roll for 2x2(1x1x1x1)

The red sunset sky cast a shimmering shadow over the many mountainous Heights of Robloxia, a map from the famous game SFOTH. Numerous barriers and bridges allowed people to move across the landscape, between the chasm below, the main center, illuminated by a ring of fire, directly in front of them, and steps leading around it for the duel. Telamon watches the 2v2, and the tip of Illumina's sword drags along the ground as the god walks across the rough ground of the tower, creating an ear-piercing noise with his sword, loosening the earth with force. In an instant, a mistake will be your death and rebirth on Spawn's platform. The clang of weapons colliding with each other echoed throughout the Heights, the scraping of sparks raining down from the metal as Telamon awaited the attack from 2x2, an attempt to defend himself and stand his ground, expert throws, and a direct blade hit right in the rib with a vile crunch and a sharp, stabbing pain. Telamon looked at 2x2 with indifference; even when he fell, the fight would not be cancelled. They fought until the younger man's strength was exhausted. Telamon turned away in disgust, embittered by yet another defeat of his consciousness, simultaneously frustrated by the frustration of not learning anything. Without turning around, Telamon responded with a hint of dripping venom in his voice. "You didn't try hard enough, although you could have done better than your last loss."

Don't create problems.