Breeze looked right in time to see a massive koloss sword shear through Clubs’s upraised arm, then continue on to hit the general in the ribs. Clubs grunted, thrown to the side, his sword arm—weapon and all—flying free. He stumbled on his bad leg, and the koloss brought his sword down in a two-handed blow. The dirty snow finally got some color. A splash of red.
OMG
