Brom charged, swinging his own blade with the wild force of his charge behind it.  The shapes and lines of runes flickered along his evil weapon's length, awake and bright at the prospect of battle.<br/><br/>As the sharp clang of blade on blade echoed, brom rode past his foe and lept from his saddle more nimbly than one would expect of man of his size and burdened with full armor.  He rushed back towards the elf with his weapon ahead of him seeking to impale his attacker.  Heis charge appeared reckless, the act of a man enraged.  But the truth was that he had faith in his demon-enspelled armor to protect him.