Fantasy The True Strength of The Warrior

[Corrupted Artorias]

Artorias prepared for another strike, holding his greatsword with a hand on the blade and one on the hilt, slamming it down like a staff upon her, chuckling.

 

[Cadin shadow lord]

Isaac took a step forward but stopped himself it was just like his village all over again but he had to keep his word

 

[Corrupted Artorias]

Artorias stumbled back, a dent in his chest piece. "Shit!" Artorias balanced again, greatsword ready, "must say, you're better then most of the knights I spar with."

 

[Xillia]

She took the blow full force and fell onto her chest, coughing violently as the attack came in direct contact with her head, blood now streaming down the side as it glistened in the evening light. Shaky armed, she began to push herself up from the feet of her opponent.

 

[Corrupted Artorias]

Artorias looked down, part of him telling him to finish it, yet another part telling him to be honorable and let a great fighter die on their feet. Artorias waited almost asking if she wanted some help up before he continued fighting.

 

[Xillia]

She gritted her teeth and rose to one knee, using her sword to help her stand as she regained balance and took a lightning fast swing at his chestpiece again, the speed of the strike most definitely shouldn't have come from that injury, but little did anyone know, the longer she fought, the better she became, she began to notice more, to control more.

 

[Corrupted Artorias]

Artorias grunted,being pushed back by the attack, the dent in his armor having grown slightly, swinging his greatsword down upon her, panting a tad bit more due to both the attacks and the weight of his gear.

 

[Xillia]

She threw her sword up, this time, not to block, but to parry as she caught the blade and did her best to use enough to knock the sword from his hands. "Fall!" She exclaimed as she pressed her boot hard into the dented armor.

 

[Corrupted Artorias]

Artorias barely kept his balance, dropping his greatsword behind him. Artorias quickly grabbed her leg and twisted it aside, trying to throw her off enough to get his greatsword back, preferring not to fist fight an enemy with a sword.

 

[Cadin shadow lord]

(brb)

 

[Xillia]

She fell to her chest again and recuperated quickly, getting back to her feet where she continued to slash at his chest-armor, reaching for an opportunity to draw blood as she advanced on him, trying to push him back into the lake.

 

[Cadin shadow lord]

(I'm back) Isaac was in awe she had come back it looked like she was winning he was so happy he almost cheered.

 

[Corrupted Artorias]

Artorias falls back, a hole in the center of the dent in his armor, no physical cut, yet something red slips out fro his helmet, coughing up blood, trying to stand back up, grabbing his greatsword and sticking it into the ground, pulling himself into a kneeling position, unable to get up. Artorias slowly reached up to his helmet and took it off, the front of his helmet slick with blood, coughing still. Artorias took deep breaths, looking up at Christina.

 

[Xillia]

She places the now bloodstained blade to his throat, looking into his eyes, as she debates her options, this man had tried to kill her and it would only be right for her to end him now. On the other hand, she had tried to kill his Lord, and she knew he would come to exact vengeance for performing such a heinous crime. Was she the villain here, she couldn't tell, but she kept her blade pressed against his throat.

 

[Rook]

Adrian seemed rooted to the spot. THe tension in the air was incredibly high. He gripped his dagger tighter, gulping as he waited for either of the warriors to make a move.

 

[Corrupted Artorias]

Artorias coughed up more blood, his strength already starting to fail "What are you waiting for?" Artorias starts to shake, unable to hold himself up even with the greatsword, he collapsed, barely managing not to slit his own throat as he came down, laying on the edge of the lake, greatsword on his back.

 

[Xillia]

She gritted her teeth, she hated killing, despised it in fact, no matter what a man had down, it wasn't her mind to judge this man before her, though she could see his suffering, she was faced with a tough decision. She felt sorry for him, he could not longer defend himself, this wouldn't have been a quick mid-combat kill, no, this would cause him to suffer.

 

[Corrupted Artorias]

Artorias softly smiled, a small streak of blood out of the corner of it, taking the handpiece over his right hand off, pulling off a small silvery ring, a crude image of a wolf on it, softly sighing, knowing one way or another, this most likely was his last night alive.

 

[Cadin shadow lord]

Isaac could tell the battle was over and walked up and said"We could bring him back to the soldiers on the cliff they're most likely still there an they won't attack as long as we have him with us." He said he could tell she was running all the options through her head but killing him would not help anyone especially if they traced it back to her "I'll do it, but if he talks we will all be wanted ." he said

 

[Xillia]

She shook her head and leaned down, picking up the massive greatsword, sheathing her own blade as she loomed the large blade over his head. Christina squeezed her eyes shut as she screamed and brought down the large blade with a large piercing sound. She let the blade sit and twist inside of the dirt right next to his head as she would be unable to kill him, she couldn't kill him. She took a knee before him, looking him in the eyes and pulling out a small sack of berries and laying them before him.

 

[Corrupted Artorias]

Artorias chuckled before coughing again, staining his hand red. "They'd just throw me off the cliff if you took me back, a broken knight is of no use to them." Artorias puts the ring on the ground next to the sack of berries. "The easiest thing to do if you want to leave is place my helmet and ring near them, they'd want a body to show why more people need to help fight to bring the white strider down." Artorias smiles, looking at the berries.

 

[Xillia]

She turned to look at Issac, then at Adrian, then back at the broken Knight. "What is it you wish from us, Artorias?" She remained gazing at him.

 

[Corrupted Artorias]

"I would ask for some medical help, but I doubt it would do any good, and it's clear you don't have it in you to kill me, so I honestly don't know." He sighed, "Though if you want I guess you could try and help me, other then that just prop me up by a tree and leave me to die, for I doubt I'll live much longer without any medical help."

 

[Xillia]

"No medical help here... I'll be recognized..." She began to think, she had studied medicine actually, there wasn't a chance she could heal him, but there was near enough resources for her to perform such a task.

 

[Rook]

Adrian stepped forward. "I know of some herbs that could help, and i have some bandages" he offered. "But they are wet..."