Fantasy The True Strength of The Warrior

[Cadin shadow lord]

"Ok Adrian, but remember that you asked for this!." He said though Isaac didn't know if he could bring himself to kill his friend but it was obvious Adrian wouldn't lose any sleep over killing him so moved closer to intercept the blade (Gotta take a shower brb).

 

[Rook]

(Alright)


Adrian blinked, drinking in the scene before him. He saw a single spot that wasn't guarded by Isaac's weapons. He reached back with his free hand, grabbing a bolt from his quiver and bringing it forward.

 

[Cadin shadow lord]

Why would he bring out his crossbow in a close combat situation he thought but he continued to charge believing he wouldn't have time to load the bolt before he was to close.

 

[Rook]

Adrian dropped the bow, gripping the bolt in his left hand and pulling his sword back with his right. He crouched, rolled forward, and stabbed straight forward with the bolt under Isaac's guard.

 

[Cadin shadow lord]

Isaac looked down to see the bolt lodged in his side he screamed in pain and quickly jumped back assessing the situation "If I take it out i'll bleed to death before I ever have a chance to attack, but if I leave it in and he attacks it it could be shoved in farther." he told himself but he couldn't take it out or he would seal his own fate so he got ready for battle now changing his stance to cover his mid-section. "Very clever" he said

 

[Rook]

Adrian laughed, standing up straight. He took his sword in both hands and charged once again, swinging upwards toward his opponent's chin.

 

[Cadin shadow lord]

Isaac drove his dagger toward the ground to intercept his blade holding it still just long enough to kick the flat part of the blade away from him and moved in trying to slice Adrians arm.

 

[Rook]

Adrian growled when the blade cut through his coat and into his arm, which began bleeding through his sleeve. He grabbed it, waiting for the pain, but none came. Then he smiled, remembering the root he had eaten. Laughing, the hunter dove to his sword.

 

[Cadin shadow lord]

"How?" Isaac questioned he knew he broke the skin yet he didn't stop, but he didn't have time to wait for an answer he charged at the diving adrian hoping to intercept him before he reached his sword.

 

[Corrupted Artorias]

Artorias chuckled, preparing himself once more, lunging forward, greatsword pointing straight forward, attempting to imapale Mikhail.


(Surprise motherfucker! )

 

[Rook]

(I;m doing about 4 different fights at once, including these two... god.)


He saw Isaac coming at him, so he quickly grabbed another bolt and threw it as he hit the ground, landing next to his sword. He grabbed it, rolling away before Isaac could land a hit on him.


Mikhail grunted, tilting his shield so that the coming attack would skid off of it. The brunt of the force hit into his chest, pushing him back a few inches, but he quickly recovered, swatting the attack away with his shield.

 

[Corrupted Artorias]

Artorias stumbled back, swinging his greatsword up high, around Mikhail's neck before slamming it down with the flat of the blade towards his shoulder, trying to end it without any blood.

 

[Cadin shadow lord]

Isaac dodged the bolt as it didn't have much power behind it,but now was at a disadvantage not only did he have his sword back but he couldn't feel pain and had the long range advantage.

 

[Xillia]

Christina looked down from the heavens onto the conflict below. Her heart yearned to be among them, to save them if at all possible. But there was the first matter of returning to land, Myran had told her it was simple, just free-fall with the lightning...


yeah... right...


She gave her wings a few more good stretches as she jumped through the portal, as lightning surrounded her, making her way down to earth. "I'm coming... Artorias."

 

[Rook]

Mikhail stumbled back, his ears ringing slightly. "You could have ended it right there... how far you have fallen" he shouts, swinging straight downward with his sword.


Adrian stumbled, shaking his head to keep from getting too dizzy to fight. Not feeling pain was one thing- losing too much blood was another. He had to end this quickly. He charged at Isaac, stabbing straight and strong. If he missed, he wouldnt be able to recover fast enough to block another attack.

 

[Cadin shadow lord]

Isaac knew he wouldn't be able to stop the attack with his dagger this time so he tried to sidestep but the blade ran through his bad arm as he didn't have enough time to move it and spat some blood but he still had a little fight in him he kicked him away and drove his dagger right into his elbow collapsing soon there after.

 

[Corrupted Artorias]

Artorias grunted, stumbling back, his shoulder in pain, causing him to switch to using his greatsword with one hand. "I haven't fallen, I'm crawling back up to honor, my honor." Artorias shouted back, trying to be heard over the lightning.

 

[Xillia]

Suddenly before them a massive bolt of lightning hit, the riveting sound filling the air, however, it lingered, leaving behind a woman who rose from the light, a breastplate of bright silver and gold as it covered the front half of her body, leaving the back half room for her wings to sprout. She wore thigh-high ornate steel boots and had sharp, articulate pauldrons. She wore full gauntlets as her waist-cape bowed gently to the ground. She truly looked like a knight made of silver and gold, her back was to Artorias as she stood to face Mikhail, the light resonating from Artorias' necklace grew warmer and warmer. Her hair swayed gently in the wind as the storm died, leaving a wet and nature filled smell in the air, a breeze gently rustling through it. The mist began to gather, not thick however as her shining sword was strapped to her back, she drew it without effort and incredibly quickly. She said nothing, instead, had her eyes focused on the Knight who had defeated her in combat.

 

[Cadin shadow lord]

Isaac was woken up from the sheer force of the impact looking at the new figure that joined the battle.

 

[Corrupted Artorias]

Artorias stumbled backwards, barely avoiding falling down, hand cupping the bright glowing necklace, his eyes wide beneath his helm. "C-christina?" Artorias asked, doing his best not to run up to her and hug her crying in joy, both because they're are in a battle situation, and because he's unsure she doesn't hate him and wouldn't think twice about imapaling him. Also, the whole, angelic knight look seemed a bit intimidating to him.

 

[Xillia]

Her wings were furled as she unfurled them, massive angelic tools spread behind her, "Artorias..." The way she said the name, imposed that she had no emotion, which was true considering she was concerned as the how she should have said it. The thought could wait. She kept her eyes tight on Mikhail as her entrance could be seen from everywhere on earth, demanding attention from those on the battlefield.

 

[Rook]

Mikhail stumbled back, awestruck. "Y-you" he managed, at a loss for words. He had no idea whether to bow to the Angel or to defy it, based on the form it was taking.


Adrian cried out as the root wore off, and he collapsed in the snow. He held his head in his hands, gritting his teeth to keep from screaming as pain shot into it, as if someone was nailing a tent spike through his skull.

 

[Xillia]

She took a look at the injured Adrian then back at Mikhail, "You... have attacked my friends..." She imposed a sharp tongue in his direction, "People that are dear to me..." She gripped the handle of her sword tighter.

 

[Rook]

Mikhail growled. So he would defy her after all. "You're right. I have" he answered, straightening.


The pain suddenly disappeared from Adrian's mind. He groaned, pulling himself away from the field. He had to leave- everything he had just done was dawning on him.

 

[Corrupted Artorias]

Artorias stood off to the side, wondering how she came back, and why. Maybe she's here to seek revenge, he mused, but who all would she want revenge against? He shook his head, silently taking a few steps away, to give the two fighters space.