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Post by Kain Angelo on Dec 10, 2009 12:06:35 GMT -5
He looked to Volkmar and smiled, "I am the strongest. Kain Angelo leader of the Saints, and you Volkmar Gamlxltoe just came in time to see me end this fight... perhaps you'd put up more of a challenge then those three."
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Post by King Roxa Hiaten on Dec 10, 2009 13:23:58 GMT -5
Roxa stood up straight and took a sharp intake of breath, His wounds were not what had downed him it was simply the great use of magic he had wasted in that final attack "Forgive me Alessia...." He said his anger not completley subsided "But I left something back there" Straightening his back he walked towards the battle and pointed his weapon at Yeligar "You!" He yelled "We are not finished!"
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Post by Zeke Omoihake on Dec 10, 2009 14:08:09 GMT -5
Zeke gasped as the image of Onyx Volkanon fell in twain, completely defenseless after Zeke had put nearly all his concentration into performing one attack. "He, dodged it..." His hands were clenched at his temples, the beginning of a headache starting to pound away at him from all his moves. Yet he was a long way from exhausted and he wasn't going to let Kain get off so cocksure of his own strength.
Blitzing forward Zeke rushed into the middle of Kain and Volkanon's conversation, swinging full force with a volley of punches and elbows towards the powerful leader. He needed to make time for Don, and more than ever to keep the pressure up against the man. "Volkmar if you want to help, then shut up and fight." Zeke's brush flew in from the flank, acting as a living weapon as it tried to swipe against Kain's back.
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Post by Kain Angelo on Dec 10, 2009 14:16:49 GMT -5
Kain raised his hand up high when the volly of punches slammed towards him, his arm got two mighty bruises before he managed to use his sword to fend them off. He turned quickly kicking the brush away then without a moment hesitation he swiped his sword at Zeke hoping to get a good slash on the hero.
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Post by Alessia on Dec 10, 2009 14:24:12 GMT -5
"W-what?" She asked as Roxa got up moving back to the battle, she shook her head in disbelief, "Are you crazy!? You're bleeding out you idiot!"
She clenched her fist, he's going to get himself killed!, she thought, but then she felt the first ray of sun hit her back. She smiled turning to the sun, getting some distance from the battle and finding a good spot she let the sun wash over her. The tattoo on her back taking in as much as it could. Soon she would be ready to fight with the other Saints.
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Post by King Roxa Hiaten on Dec 10, 2009 14:27:49 GMT -5
Roxa ignored Alessia's cries and instead simply moved closer towards the rest of the battle, many small battles had broken out with a few warriors keeping their distance. Roxa moved right into the heart of the combat and knelt down picking up the glinting silver sword in his left hand, standing up straight he spun in a quick circle to face Yeligar for a second time "This time... I am complete..." He said giving him an almost childish grin.
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Post by Zeke Omoihake on Dec 10, 2009 14:32:15 GMT -5
Zeke thrust his painted arms up to block the sword, yet his confidence turned to dread as the sword swiped through them. Zeke stumbled in shock, looking down to see the crimson trail against his chest that Kain had marked him with. The sting of the deep cut consumed his thoughts in that moment and he was unable to concentrate on his arms, leaving them to vanish in an instant.
"Nice one jerk. But I still... still have an ace up my sleeve." Zeke managed to mutter out, his sense of humor far from gone. His brush arced around the battlefield and with a few quick flourishes brought a tensor bandage around Zeke's torso, keeping the wound from gushing any more blood. The brush hung in the air, waiting for Kain to act next for fear another careless attack would do more than merely leave Zeke injured.
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Post by Kain Angelo on Dec 10, 2009 14:39:50 GMT -5
"Oh?" He asked wiping Zeke's blood off his sword, "We can end this fight now, have you learned your lesson about interfering with the Saints yet?" He asked twirling his sword, "Surely you understand you and your team brought this on yourselves, correct?"
As he spoke he was looking for his next move, but something distracted him, Roxa was back in the fight. Don't overdo it... he thought but then shook those thoughts, he needed to stay focused in a fight.
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Dec 10, 2009 14:57:47 GMT -5
"I am not going to fight to the death with children." He said, as he looked at him, "You are too injured. Once you get heal, I will fight you again, but you are too injured to fight, without getting killed. Sorry, but I can not fight you."
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Dec 10, 2009 15:02:54 GMT -5
Volkmar saw him twirling his sword and dove with both sword, one high, and one low. He figured the at least one sword wouldn't get blocked.
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Post by King Roxa Hiaten on Dec 10, 2009 15:08:51 GMT -5
"Coward!" He roared swinging the glittering weapon to the ground "If you walk away, this fight will extend past you!" He snarled his anger outdoing him yet again "I cannot let a cowards shame curl around the coward, I would find your family if not them your friends" He raised both of his swords "And then it will be them who pay for your cowardice"
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Post by Kain Angelo on Dec 10, 2009 15:12:55 GMT -5
He raised his sword blocking one of the blades and used armor to guard the other, although the armor couldn't hold the strain and broke letting him cut a small bit into his skin. He cringed and used the moment to stab right at Volkmar's shoulder.
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Dec 10, 2009 15:47:35 GMT -5
The four other blades flew from his lance and surrounded his neck, the tips ever so lightly touching Roxa's skin. "If you want to fight to the death with me, then confess you are an adult, so that I have no regrets killing you. If you call yourself a child, then there is no honor of killing a child, when he can barely fight!" He said to him as he pointed his lance at him. "Well, what is your answer?"
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Post by King Roxa Hiaten on Dec 10, 2009 15:55:51 GMT -5
"I viciously hunted... Two men... I slaughtered them both... I fought of hordes of bandits by myself" His face was dark although he did not seem to have the essence of pure hatred in his voice anymore "And you dare accuse me of being a child?!" He increased the pressure below his own feet and released it sending himself flying into the air, he landed next to Yeligar and swung for the man's neck "I am beyond Adulthood! I'm one thousand and sixteen years old!"
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Dec 10, 2009 16:45:20 GMT -5
When the sword came close to his neck, Yeligar grabbed blade with his hand. As his hand bleed, he grinned, and said "Then I will have no regrets kill you." He shot out the golden blade and swung the lance at his legs. He rubbed his eye patch, thinking I may have to use it... But I will need to get us farther away.
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