Anthoni rolled to one side and the sword sunk into the soft earth, easily pushing through it as Drake followed through with the blow. In the corner of his eye, though, Anthoni saw the edge of the shield coming down at him, an he rolled onto his back before delivering a kick to Drake’s chest and sending him stumbling a few feet away.
Sliding to his feet, Anthoni repositioned himself with his sword and pressed heavily on his left foot, anticipating Drake’s next move. The assassin regained control of himself and faced Anthoni, staring into his eyes with a brooding hate; it was time.
Drake’s right arm, holding the sword, swung at him with a reversed blow, but Anthoni was able to sweep it away with a turn on his own wrist. His foe’s body continued through the momentum, though, swinging to the right and the shield came raging towards him. Ducking, Anthoni found his opportunity.
Hold on, Drake’s sword is still stuck in the dirt. How did it appear in his hand?
-- "Soft earth" implies that it's easy to both insert, and remove. When he was knocked backwards, he still had his sword.
Landon sat straight up and looked at Brexton, staring into his eyes that had since attached themselves to his body.
Too wordy. Cut it off at –staring into his eyes.-
-- K.
Anthoni’s arm darted upwards and sent Drake’s sword plummeting into the river, falling to its depths in a matter of seconds from the weight. The general’s shield then curved into a second direction, and Drake’s chest was ripped from its standing point, sending his body to the ground.
The soldier rolled to his feet and held his shield in one hand, searching for his blade in a mad rush of adrenaline. He had used most of his energy to save himself, and was tiring from the extraneous actions of the battle. Unable to locate his weapon fast enough, though, his eyes moved upwards and caught those of Drake, which were bleeding with rage and intensity.
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