2v2's are always fun indeed

Oh, this was life. Jake was in a real battle mood today, his face scrunched up in a mishchievous grin. His three discs, still unglowing, were attached to the back of his glowing blue an black armor, and he unattached one, and threw it, the disc salling through the air, and chopping off a dummys head cleanly. The disc flew back, and Jake reached upwards and caught it, the glowing gloves protecting his long fingers from cuts.

He then uncapped one of his golden, and very fancy pens, and a trident morphed into his hand. He threw it multiple times, each time it hit the dummy square in the chest, making an unpleasant thud as it did so. He collected his trident, and morphed it back into its golden pen form, which he clipped onto his slim black weapon belt. He then did the same with his golden ring, but this time the object transformed into a black-painted war axe, it's dim sharp blade made even more deadly with spikes and studs. He threw it multiple times aswell, chopping off dummys heads and slamming it into a tree nearby, making even more thunks and thuds. He grinned and morphed it back into his golden ring. His pouch on his weapon belt was filled up with a square of ambrosia, and a small vial of nectar was tucked away neatly behind a tree, where he secretly kept it.