22 + Bo +

Folke grip on the sword tightened as he approached Bo with a disgusted expression with unconcealed hatred and rage toward him. Within striking distance of Bo he took a step and lunged toward Bo's neck.

Clank!

The sword in Folke's grip vibrated and he felt the backlash of the strike trickle up his arm like he had just hit stone instead of the flesh of Bo's neck. He looked at his hand to find that it was numb. He looked back at Bo to find that he was still in the same position unmoving with no injury.

`I can't kill him like this? Do I need to fight him fairly?` Folke backed up and began to shake his sword arm ` I can't kill him like this, what If I can make him go while I'm behind him?` He began to walk behind bo with the sword raised slightly above his head.

He then struck down with all of his force while thinking `Go!` Bo 's unmoving body regained motion as he quickly spun around on the spot and delivered an uppercut with his huge shield while crouching heavily.

Folke's eyes started to widen as he saw Bo's seemingly abrupt change in movement, the sword swung heavily against the shield, folke started to back up quickly moving his sword in front of him to hopefully defend against Bo's counter attack which was assured to come at any moment of the fight.

Bo took a step and pushed his shield into Folke's chest which made his fast backpedal turn into a slow stumble headed toward the ground, Bo also started to raise his sword in the air slightly above his shield to quickly deliver another strike once Folke hit the ground.

Folke began falling and rolled to the side making his position on the ground move, He heard a large thunk looking to where his body was just as he saw Bo's bloodied sword embedded into the ground next to him.

He got on his back and kicked his foot at Bo that was easily dodged by Bo as he simply side stepped and pulled his sword out of the ground, while keeping his shield to the side to avoid him having to have conflicts with it in the future such as being unable to strike through his shield.

Folke got off the ground quickly and began to regain the distance between the two of them his mind racing. `This is the best warrior of the village! He quickly overturned the battle into his favor and put me on the run!` Folke was assured that he was able to kill Bo in the sneak attack but to think that he would fail it and not only fail was pushed back!

Folke held the sword with one hand and looked at Bo with an uneasy gaze. `I can't try the sneak attack again, If I do it again I might not be able to get so lucky!` Folke had long realized that Bo could've killed him in the initial show of strength and the look on Bo's face made him confirm his suspicions.

Bo was smiling, with his shield in the front and his sword seemingly hidden behind it. Folke looked back onto the initial situation and saw that Bo could've cut his leg when he spun around but purposely held back to push him on the ground. Bo wanted to be on top of folke as he thrusted his sword into his head and killed him.`This thing can really capture his personality. . I wonder. . . `

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard Bo roar and rush forward with his shield leading, Folke stood his ground with his sword held in front of him ` I need to remove the shield from the equation ` He saw Bo stop shortly and step forward with his dominant side his sword coming out from behind the shield and striking toward Folke's arm.

Folke took a step to Bo's shield and began to raise his sword once more for a strike aimed at his arm if he could see it. He was caught off guard when Bo's shield moved forward quickly and struck Folke in his jaw making him stumble back.

He then felt a burning sensation in his hip and began to fall down quickly. Opening his eyes he saw that Bo's entire body faced him and his sword was covered in blood.

Folke could only guess that Bo had hit him and struck again quickly. He fell down quickly, his sword still in his hand he began to aim upward and thrust at Folke's sword arm.

He saw bo's shield turn diagonal and strike his chest in the middle making folke's thrust glide on his shield instead, His vision of bo's sword arm and some parts of bo's body disappeared when the huge barrier called Bo's shield came upon his chest.

The only thing he felt was Bo's sword cut down into his gut, which made him erupt into shouts of pain.

He felt Bo sword dig into his gut with twisting and turning motions that made the pain even worse than it already was of the initial cut into the gut. He then felt the sword make a sharp turn causing another warm feeling to come down onto his lower stomach but it felt like something had been taken out of his body. .

Folke couldn't stop screaming from the pain, his mind clouded with rage and revenge but was eventually overshadowed by the pain that he felt from Bo torturing him. He couldn't think anymore he barely was able to from the pain that he was experiencing I mean who could?

The warm feeling on his lower stomach was that his guts had spilled out and Bo had begun to raise his sword once more then. . .

Folke felt the sword thrust into his chest and his vision began to blur completely