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| Post #11 Jun 19 2010, 01:02 AM | Max |
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There was no dodging this woman’s attack. She had found one of the few ways to successfully counter my own attack, by using her smaller stature and weapon size to her advantage. She allowed herself to be pulled into me, and, as she did, her blade slide into my arm like a hot knife cutting butter. The pain was tremendous, and my arm clenched around the blade embedded within it, causing further injury and my grip to weaken. Some would say that she had the upper hand now for I was disarmed, but that was not the case. My left arm was useless; the blade extending through it would prevent its use in any immediate attacks. I still had my right arm though. I ripped the sheath out of my opponent’s hand, her weakened grasp on it was due to her focusing on her sword’s hand, but it was a minor victory. I was armed, but with a stick against a sword, No, I needed another way to best this woman, and I knew it. I would make this a contest of strength. I pulled my left arm off the blade and went to grab her face with my right hand. My left arm would travel behind her back and bring her in, squeezing her against me. When she was near my face, I would smile a devilish grin and coldly whisper into her ear, “There’s the warrior who walks the wastes of Nowhere with no fear.” |
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| Post #12 Jun 19 2010, 11:55 PM | Mr Rumble |
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He seemed to just use the power to advantage. He seemed to counter everything I did instantly and without hesitation; but among all things, He also seemed not to be too bright. The blade pierced his flesh as blood could be seen squirting from the exit wound where the blade was drenched in red liquid. The sword of the fiend before Eri toppled over without doing anything but slicing a few hairs from the top on its way down. It could be grown back but if it were anything deadlier, she would have probably lost. This is the type of fight this was. A battle between traverse styles. It was still too early to assess the situations and gambles she made paid off however, this one gave her winnings and a losing. The sheath was taken from her fully and she had a hand grab her head and another wrap around. This behemoth came in to whisper something about what they talked about earlier. He talked about walking with no fear as a warrior of nowhere. The pain she began to feel was immense and it confused as to how he could do this even with a blade in his arm. With her sword still in her hand she began to let out a few grunts. She yanked back her sword but because of its length and position it was impossible to take out. After a few more minutes of squeezing the grunts of Katana became louder and louder as she could feel a bit light headed. As she continued to squirm she thought of two things. This man was massive and left his spot open with no chance of guarding or anything. She loosened the grip on her Blade, fully releasing her grasp and placed her palms on the torso area of this man and raised both knee’s quickly for a double knee into the lower extremities of this man; AKA the private parts. If successful she would use her hands to push his grip loose and backwards flip away from him as he stumbled back or did whatever from the pressure of her attack. |
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| Post #13 Jun 20 2010, 11:32 PM | Max |
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“I began to laugh as I held her trapped against my chest. She was a lively one, that was not discussion, but she was no match for me. Or so I thought. When the attack to my groin came, I had no option but to loosen my grip on her. The pain was immense; it was truly the biggest weakness of any man. However, I had time to be armed now. As she flipped away, I struggled over to my blade, grasping the hilt and resting on it for a moment before I could see straight again. ‘How very naughty of you to attack such a low point, you are truly not that different from me.’ I smiled at her as the tears from the previous blow dried, My left was was nearly useless, I could only use it in supplementary acts with my right arm. No longer would I be able to multi attack or defend and attack as I did before. Now both hands would stay on my blade, and I would find a way to defeat this woman. I knew she had dropped her blade before attacking me, but I didn’t know if she had picked it back up. I would give no chance for her to if she had not yet though. I charged her, dragging the tip of my blade along the ground as I brought it up into the air when I was within range. If my first hit was successful I would use the momentum to turn it and hit her agains as the sword travelled downward. If the attack hit, she would be split in two, and she would suffer more pain that she committed to me.” |
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| Post #14 Jun 21 2010, 12:34 AM | Mr Rumble |
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Eri landed and slid as the sand was pulled up from the very ground ending with her taking a few steps back to regain control over her body. He said that they were alike and she nodded and smiled a bit. ‘You show me a rule book on fighting and I’ll disagree with you.’ She noticed he was stepping towards his weapon and at the same time she picked up hers. She stood at a stance with both hands on the grip, as usual, and noticed the bigger brute. He lashed out and darted at her dragging his blade. There was nothing left that could be done as she was still feeling the effects of his bear hug like tactic he employed a little while ago. He must have been still feeling pain. But there was something she noticed, something more was there. She realized from the beginning he fought her like he didn’t care but urged it to continue. Now with every strike he smiled, and she herself even smiled. The sting of battle, the lack of air from the exhaustion from moving and weaving continually while thinking on your toes. She relished this although she thought otherwise, Katana was far from dead as this little endeavor would have to continue forever for that is how she would live. ‘Snap out of it!’ A voice yelled as a small winged woman came in again. Don’t let it get to you. The bloodlust of that blade has gotten to you. Whenever that blade cuts a person it eats some of them with it taking more than flesh and blood, but your very essence. You can sense it can’t you?’ Eri looked as the blade had a unique aura that was almost invisible but with closer inspection it actually had more to it than that. ‘What was I thinking?’ “You need to maintain your resolve, and that’s what we are here for! You may not even understand this but you have to live past this before we can even help you. You must survive!” and with that the word survived echoed through her head as she rose erect angled the blade away from her and stampeded off. His steps were powerful and long. Her steps were quick and soft. She reached the same time he would reach her. The two both had the same idea in mind, a rising strike; a cross-attack if you will. The outcome comes next! |
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| Post #15 Jun 21 2010, 01:11 AM | Max |
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“I continued to smile as I charged towards the woman, and began to laugh maniacally as she charged towards me. What did she expect, to beat me with her puny katana? My blade was twice the size of hers, there was no way she could swing before I could. I changed plans at the last moment though, which may have bought her life. I started my upwards strike early, so by the time I would be in range of this woman, I would start the downward strike. I watched as my blade hit her blade as it came up. Reachign a stalemate with our two blades pusing against each other, I realized it was time for another move. While I held my blade against her blade, I swept my left foot up and around in an attempt to knock her to the ground. Blood was pouring from my wound. I knew if this fight wouldn’t end soon I would die. I was not destined to die however, I would live on to fight another day, I would live on to continue the rivalry I felt towards he; the same rivalry that I am sure she had for me. 'Come on Swordswoman. Fight my blade off why don’t you? Taste Chaos swordswoman. Taste it and weep as it devours your soul.’ My blade began to speak to me as I stood there, urging me to finish this and kill her, it needed sustenance to stay sentient. It needed more to provide my body with energy. I no longer feel the energy from the blade, for when my other made the knew one, it was a non killing weapon, no cuts could be created by my other's blade." |
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