Jesse was going on a rampage in the battlefield with double waraxes. Blood was all over his face."Who's next!?" Jesse looked around. He saw another bandit stabbing a guardsmen with 2 swords. Jesse rushed towards him. The bandit saw Jesse in the corner of his eyes and clashed with Jesse. "You're pretty sharp huh!?" Jesse said. "You're the strongest guard I've fought so far, everyone else just died in one or two strikes." The bandit said. They both grinned. Jesse headbutted Berick then kicked stumbled back. Berick had two iron swords covered in blood. Berrick grinned then charged at Jesse. Berrick dodged his swipes. If their weapons collided one of them might lose their weapon due to the axe gripping on to the sword. Jesse was looking for an swung again leaving him open for a split second. That's when Jesses swinged and cut through Berrick's shoulder. Berrick gritted his teeth and stumbled backwards. " I can tell you're a really aggressive fighter but you don't have much discipline." Jesse said, breathing heavily. "Just kill me." Berrick said. "Gladly." Jesse said as he raised his axe he was about to kill him when he heard a scream. "Javier!"