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Viewing Single Post From: Round 2 - Teal versus Treefrog versus Whistle
The Whistle	28 Feb 2009, 04:27
Darky's Son Posts: 39 Group: Ex-Staff Member #17 Joined: Dec 25, 2008	A sudden flash of intense light from behind Corem’s cover was the only indicator that the fight had started, and Condra had decided that the nameless swordsman was a bigger threat than he was. With a quick bound, Corem cleared the pillar and took in the scene unfolding before him. The woman had released all of the flames that she had under her control in an attempt to trap the swordsman and finish him in one decisive attack. While Corem had expected Condra to be the aggressor in this battle, he had hoped it wouldn’t come this soon. If he didn’t act now, he would be left behind… But the longer he delayed his assault, the larger his advantage over the other two grew. And once the night’s dark cloak had descended over the arena, it would be over in a matter of seconds. Now, he would be forced to sacrifice the night’s embrace, his ‘high ground’ to match Condra’s. If he was lucky, though, he would be able to take her by surprise while she was focused on a counterattack by the swordsman. Keeping this in mind, Corem exploded into a run, moving towards the nearest set of steps into the cathedral. As he did so, his power manifested itself around his hands; its serpentine coils twisted and curled around his fingers, growing until it appeared as black flame. Loops of the fire spiraled upward into the air before fading into the looming darkness. Corem took the steps two at a time, pausing only for a second at the top. Advancing into the center of the building would place him the farthest away from the exits, and that wasn’t a good thing in a place that was liable to catch fire at any given time. Instead, he circled around the gazebo’s inner parameter, his eyes intensely focused on Condra. As he approached, he raised his arm and took careful aim with his fingers. Corem allowed the black fire to flourish and consume his arm up to his elbow, before letting loose the arcane might. As it left his fingers it took the form of an arrow. The arrow sped through the air, directed at Condra’s left shoulder. The arrow itself, while somewhat crudely constructed, would hopefully be difficult to dodge. Condra now had two enemies to worry about, instead of just the swordsman. Corem would hopefully have the element of surprise, although Condra wasn’t a slump; she most likely would have noticed his approach. But the real beauty of the arrow was its coloring. As it was composed of dark energy it was completely black. The meager sunlight, combined with the shade of the cathedral, would conceal the arrow in a veil of shadows. For Condra, it would be spotting black on black – or black on grey, as the sun hadn’t completely set yet. The arrow’s small size only further decreased the visibility, which meant it had a very good chance of hitting her. Corem was about twenty feet away from her now. He slowed down some, but didn’t completely stop; he preferred to fight hand to hand, but if the opportunity to fire another projectile arose, he would seize it.
	Whistle: ... Whistle: Yeah I punch stuff when I'm happy. Whistle: It has to do with the martials arts upbringing. Darky: Remind me to keep you depressed at all times.

Round 2 - Teal versus Treefrog versus Whistle · Dark Rain Combat Tournament