"It's not everyday you see someone who wields only a shield."
Tilia rested her tower shield on the ground, "Is it not?"
Thirn shrugged, "Usually you would use some sort of other weapon no? Pure defense isn't the best offense."
"I beg to differ."
"Ah well I'm not here to argue."
Thirn lifted a large crossbow onto his shoulder, carrying it like it was a pickaxe. It was made of a strange azure-tinted metal. It's size was greater than his torso, and looked more like a ballista than a crossbow. Slightly crouching he warned, "I think that's enough chatting!"
Boom-!
He launched to the sky and spun his crossbow, pointing it towards Tilia he let loose three bolts. Tilia angled her shield and they bounced off harmlessly, spinning rapidly to the ground. Thirn frowned at this, 'My bolts are capable of piercing even the strongest of metals, yet it just bounced?'
