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Post by Bartosk on Jul 9, 2005 14:41:55 GMT -5
Bartosk looked at the wolf and brought his sword down onto it's back severing it's lower half. Bartosk took one of his fallen soldiers swords and looked at her. He tossed his helmet onto the ground and removed his breast plate. He needed to move faster if he wanted to win.
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Post by Rayvan on Jul 9, 2005 17:01:26 GMT -5
She stood and looked her enemy in the eye, daring him to challenge her. The thought of her dead lupine didn't even cross the young women's mind. The dark warrior kept her stance and waited for him to attack first. The battle raged on around them, but to Rayven... they were the only ones in existance. She channeled her power and summoned a demon to aid her. The foul creature stood towering over Bartosk as growled at him. Rayven took a step back and smiled, "Well...?" she spoke in a cold tone.
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Post by Bartosk on Jul 9, 2005 23:38:38 GMT -5
Bartosk looked the Demon up and down." Easy." He whispered as he slashed the Demon across the chest and with his other sword thrust straight into it's throat dropping it.
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Post by Rayvan on Jul 10, 2005 1:53:39 GMT -5
"Sorry, wrong move." she said with a sardonic laugh. She sliced his arm, drawing blood, with ease and held her dagger at his throat. "Check-Mate." she stated simply to him and waited.
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Post by Bartosk on Jul 10, 2005 1:56:58 GMT -5
He ignored the pain in his arm." A soldier never surrenders." He said as he moved quickly so the blade only grazed his throat making only a small cut. He brought one of his swords across her stomach and threw her backwards with one hand.
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Post by Rayvan on Jul 10, 2005 2:04:28 GMT -5
She held on to his larger hand and flipped herself over, aiming for his head. She didn't even acknowledge the pain in her stomach, she was only focused on one thing... winning. She had sheathed her sword and held one dagger, clasped between her teeth, until she was in the air. She sliced his arm again whilst in mid flip. She knew now that her feet would soon connect with the larger warrior.
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Post by Bartosk on Jul 10, 2005 2:07:04 GMT -5
Bartosk whirled around quickly grabing her in mid air as he lost more blood. He threw her into a group of her own soldiers.
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Post by Rayvan on Jul 10, 2005 2:14:39 GMT -5
She pushed off the one she landed on and rooled on the ground, slicing his leg this time. Still on the ground she whipped her right leg around and pulled his feet out from underneath him. She sprang up and did a backflip to avoid him, should the solider collapse.
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Post by Bartosk on Jul 10, 2005 2:17:02 GMT -5
Bartosk ignored the new pain and kept his balance." What to do now?" He thought to himself as he watched her closely ready for another attack.
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Post by Rayvan on Jul 10, 2005 2:20:13 GMT -5
Victory is Life! she repeated over and over in her mind. It was a phrase that had been drilled into her ever since she was young. Something that saved her many a time... despite how others viewed it. She waited for him to move first, as she stood in a defensive position, waiting.
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Post by Bartosk on Jul 10, 2005 2:24:18 GMT -5
Bartosk quickly cleared his mind of all doubt." Tenaka help me." He whispered to himself. As he charged her swinging with accuarcy in key places where if she tried on of her dodges she would run right into his blade.
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Post by Rayvan on Jul 10, 2005 2:31:29 GMT -5
As she watched him, she realized what he was doing. He was swinging that blade in such a way that if she dodged she would still be hit. With a smirk she rolled and just barely missed getting hit and thrust her feet upwards, with a blow to his gut that could fell a large demon.
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Post by Bartosk on Jul 10, 2005 2:40:50 GMT -5
Bartosk stumbled backwards and fell to one knee." Get up you oaf!" He shouted in his mind. Bartosk stood up and looked the Templar straight in the eyes.
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Post by Rayvan on Jul 10, 2005 2:46:05 GMT -5
She smirked and kicked back up again, with another powerful thrust. She used that to right herself and stood with her sword ready, waiting for him.
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Post by Bartosk on Jul 10, 2005 2:48:03 GMT -5
Bartosk closed his eyes and began to go threw every combat style he knew that could help him defeat her.
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