[center][h2]A Brawl of Nephilim versus Machine[/h2][/center]

Wrath, having face enough enemies to know better, was still somewhat surprised when the creature opted to fight cleverly instead of tanky as it's body suggested. The fight was fierce, with Wrath gaining plenty of new cuts and scratches as they went. If he failed with a slash or thrust, he got hit in the side or front. However, in return, he started figuring out where the creature's weaknesses were, inflicting wounds to it as he received in turn. Locking Rage Bringer with the creature's horns briefly, barely managing, he gave a once over where he knew he'd found weaknesses and nodded to himself. [color=FireBrick][i]Time to change gears.[/i][/color] Pushing the creature to one side and knocking it off balance momentarily upon it being forced to turn around, he sheathed his great sword and swapped out for the bladed Wrath Dealers, the gauntlets' blades appearing as he once more closed with the beast.

When he swiped at him from the left, he juked right, coming in and punishing it's mistake with a quick slice to a previous wound, both making it deeper and wider. This was met with a small headbutt into Wrath's gut, stumbling him back. The beast followed through with it's momentum, making another swipe at the Nephilim while he recovered. Grunting, he rolls under it and delivers an uppercut to the creature's jaw, knocking it even further back than before. He rolled his shoulder, the impact having jarred his shoulder a little, before sliding into a ready stance and jumping back into the fray.