Post by The Ruined King on Jun 27, 2013 8:13:04 GMT -5
The King stood silently in the courtyard large patches of silvery ghost-like grass covered most the area with brick paved paths weaving through the patches of grass, few thick dead trees littered the area showing that the courtyard used to be quiet a beautiful place back when life once flourished here. The Ruined King never moved, his feet shoulder length apart and the tip of his sword touching the ground with both hands folded over the pummel, an black statue of steel with cyan fire burning in his eyes like ethereal torches.
If anyone upon the Isles dared to approach the King other than the one he waited for, his response was simple. He ignored them, his attention was solely focused upon waiting for the woman who had recently joined their ranks as a general under Hecarim's command. A test for her unhindered power, to see if she could dare match the Ruined King's near unlimited power upon the Isles.
I am the one who defied death. I am the one he fears. I am the on he can not take. One sweep of my hand and your nations will fall. Come for me you worms. You will all bow before my legions or be broken beneath us as we march upon your cities.
Step. Step. Silent movement carried on like a ghostly widow trailing along the brick paths of the courtyard.
Step.. Step.. Phantom wind muffled the distance sounds as lone woman made her way closer. Her hair was pinned loosely up off her shoulders with a few escaping strands of ebony locks falling around her pale visage. Fire-golden eyes set forward, accented by the intricate trim of her armor, and the small tassels hanging from the top of her chest plate. A naginata in hand, with the katana and tanto tucked into the obi around her waste. She was an imposing figure to those who looked upon her. Whispers in the backdrop of the wind of the half-dragon, and the fight that was inevitable in the courtyard.
A challenge.
A chance to prove herself.
It was not the first spar the two shared. Nor might it be the last time they cross blades.
The air seemed to grow thick with the two figures facing each other, paused like a scene out of a feudal era dating centuries back. One could picture cherry blossoms fluttering around them, with the sun just cresting over the edge of the horizon. Long shadows cast across their pale visage, like two warriors meeting at the break of dawn for that final, deciding battle.
The tip of her naginata was pointed away as she held it, letting it cross her torso with both hands gripped firm without impairing the motions she may make with it. Her knees were slightly bent, her body turned slightly to the side with her right foot facing out, and her left facing towards him. The wind tore across the courtyard, spurring life into an otherwise stagnant air. The only motion coming from the half-dragon's element, unconsciously in constant motion.
Post by The Ruined King on Jun 28, 2013 15:45:21 GMT -5
The Ruined King stood, watching as she took her stance across from him in the courtyard, the wind not felt by the king in his armor. His eyes trained upon the half dragon before him, studying her form. The King slowly lifted his sword from the ground, his right armored hand clenching the hilt tightly as he brought it out to the side. His left hand simply dropping to his side.
In an instant, the blade began pulsating with a dark energy, though instead of swinging he simply beckons for her to attack, taking the defensive. It was obviously a trap, his stance was full off openings. The King simply looked at her with an impassive gaze, testing to see how she would react.
I am the one who defied death. I am the one he fears. I am the on he can not take. One sweep of my hand and your nations will fall. Come for me you worms. You will all bow before my legions or be broken beneath us as we march upon your cities.
Acquainted with war, and battle, the half-dragon knew such a position well. She saw the temptation, and the trap hidden behind it. She also knew the King was not so foolish to leave openings so boldly without repercussion. Ryuki lowered her head slightly, her naginata moving with the grace of the wind to point forward but towards the ground. Her upper body lowered slightly with a strangely predatory stance that reflected the creature from which she was born.
As suddenly as the two had met in the courtyard, seemingly out of no where, she was racing towards him. Each step picked up dust into the air, causing it to spin around her as the current of wind picked it up making it visible briefly. The naginata lunges forward just gripped within her left hand at the very back of it giving her a huge area of space between her and TRK, but forcing him to react. Her forward foot skids slightly and kicks up, spraying dust into the air as a gust of wind follows the naginata, forcing the dust towards the openings in TRKs helm attempting to temporarily blind him.
Post by The Ruined King on Jul 1, 2013 12:45:50 GMT -5
The King took a step back away from the naginata as she thrust it at him, not seeming to harm him. He frowns but turns his head away, a deep rumbling irritated growl sounding from his throat as the dirt is flicked onto his face. without much warning he brings his arm across in a horizontal arc, the black wave of magic arcing out toward her with rapid speed. The king blinks a few times and looks to Ryuki, confusion flickering across his expression behind the full faced helm. He hadn't expected her to use the wind to manipulate the dirt into the crevices of his armor and actually force its way into his helm. He blinks a few more times, getting the dirt from his eyes before looking back to her...
I am the one who defied death. I am the one he fears. I am the on he can not take. One sweep of my hand and your nations will fall. Come for me you worms. You will all bow before my legions or be broken beneath us as we march upon your cities.
The naginata was drawn back as she quickly darted to the side to avoid the nearly point-blank burst from the King, feeling it tear across the air behind her. She could feel remnants of damage lingering upon her form from how close it had come, but she was far from done.
As he situated himself, she jumps back away from him and readies again, "Do not toy with me." Ryuki states coldly.
Post by The Ruined King on Jul 3, 2013 14:04:56 GMT -5
"As you wish." The King spoke coldly, the black pulsating energy looked to flare as the king's hulking body moved with inhuman speed, his blade coming down in a diagonal from left shoulder to the right side of her hip, his eyes never once left hers as he moved, the blazing cyan torches burning like fire. Anyone watching would wonder how such a massive form was capable of moving at those speeds. Ryuki however, would no doubt be slightly faster.
I am the one who defied death. I am the one he fears. I am the on he can not take. One sweep of my hand and your nations will fall. Come for me you worms. You will all bow before my legions or be broken beneath us as we march upon your cities.
The Dragoon could feel the wind picking up around her slightly as her passive kicked in, giving her that extra bit of armor for just this sort of situation. As he came in towards her with inhuman speed, she seemed to fall still, before a gust of wind picked her up high into the sky while he was distracted with his attack. She willed the winds to part beneath her allowing her body to fall more rapidly towards the ground with the naginata aimed blade downward intending to impale it through the helm of TRK. Wind behind her kicked up wildly to push her faster downward, racing towards his head with surprising force.
Post by The Ruined King on Jul 3, 2013 16:46:44 GMT -5
The King's blade meet nothing but air as she was thrust upward, his eyes follow her, something he should have been expecting. With very little time to react, he pushes back, her blade grinding down the front of his chest and torso, barely missing from impaling him. The shock from her impact would force the King back further, his sabatons grating against the paved path. He looked at her, not saying a word, somewhat shocked and impressed by the attack, life seems to ignite in his eyes as the rush of battle washes over him.
I am the one who defied death. I am the one he fears. I am the on he can not take. One sweep of my hand and your nations will fall. Come for me you worms. You will all bow before my legions or be broken beneath us as we march upon your cities.
Ryuki wasted no time as she tore the blade from head to groin against his armor, narrowly being stopped from carving it apart. before it would be impaled into the ground in front of him. She would come around the naginata and quickly rip it from the ground, swinging with a fierce motion towards his torso intending to carve through the armor from right to left. The motions were growing in quickness as the wind around her picked up, giving her the ability to rapidly move with little resistance.
Another quick motion brought the naginata back to her front center before jabbing it forward, trying to steal away any opportunities he might try to utilize during her quick attacks.
Post by The Ruined King on Jul 3, 2013 18:26:48 GMT -5
The King's eyes flared brightly, still three charges left... No. He was enjoying this far to much to end it now. She brought the naginata in an arc, which he barely steps back from, sparks flying as it grinds against his armor, her next attack, a thrust toward his chest causes him to react faster, deflecting the tip of the naginata with the flat of his blade sending it off to the side as he takes advantage, moving in fast and close he attempts to strike at her throat. It was clear that the longer the fight went on the less he was going to hold back. The burning in his eyes showing just how much he was enjoying the battle with her.
I am the one who defied death. I am the one he fears. I am the on he can not take. One sweep of my hand and your nations will fall. Come for me you worms. You will all bow before my legions or be broken beneath us as we march upon your cities.
The arch grazed him, the jab was blocked igniting a sharp light between them. Then suddenly his massive sword was coming towards her throat. The Dragoon jerked to the side allowing it to pass by her neck and above her shoulder using her pauldron to help deflect it away from her.
Her turn to take advantage. The naginata came in again, using the shortened distance between them to thrust the blade in towards his throat, and sharply to the side should she pierce his flesh. Not enough to kill him certainly, but enough to leave a particularly uncomfortable wound at the front of his neck. Knowing he was dead, the injury would only aid in warning him not to underestimate her ability should it land.
She was prepared for him to retaliate, bringing the wind in around her sharply to form a shield with the anticipation of an attack that would prove difficult for her to avoid.
Post by The Ruined King on Jul 3, 2013 18:39:30 GMT -5
His blade deflected to the side, he growls, raising his fee armored forearm to slam into the flat side of the naginata's blade to send it veering off course and over his shoulder. His blade had remained where it was after being deflected, he sweeps it in, hard and fast toward her torso, had he been fighting anyone else, no doubt their entrails would be spilling to the floor. He knew of her ability to use the wind as a shield and increased the force behind the motion in an attempt to slice right through it.
I am the one who defied death. I am the one he fears. I am the on he can not take. One sweep of my hand and your nations will fall. Come for me you worms. You will all bow before my legions or be broken beneath us as we march upon your cities.
As the naginata was deflected, Ryuki felt her upper body twist with the force. It took her a split second to pull back, just in time to see the blade come in for her torso. It would slow as it ripped through the rapid current of her shield, slicing across the plate metal she wore to protect her torso and chest from his attacks. It cut deeply enough that part of the armor would be carved off and a small trail of blood would begin to pool along a thin cut along her torso.
However as his motion carried his upper body with the sword, she would snap the back of her blade up, sending enough force behind the motion to potentially push his momentum beyond his expected control. Even regaining it might prove a bit difficult. Should she succeed, she would step in swinging the naginata into a position where if he staggered, he would feel the blade slicing across his torso.
Had it been anyone else, the movements and speed she put into motion would have been quite fatal. But with the King, she was careful not to cause him unnecessary damage. She understood he was far more powerful then she, but she still made sure to initiate her attacks with care.
Post by The Ruined King on Jul 3, 2013 18:59:52 GMT -5
Seeing he had managed to cut her and draw blood, the king's eyes narrow. The back of her blade does in fact cause him to stagger, he had allowed himself to get distracted. Dull pain tears into his torso, he feels the wound. He steps back away from her to assess how deeply she had cut. The black blood seeping from the wound making it fairly difficult. No matter. Had it been truly lethal he would have drawn upon the power of the Isles to heal himself to the point it was no longer fatal.
The black pulsating blade hung loosely in his hand at his side, he watches her movements, quietly murmuring out-loud, "Impressive..." He swings his sword in an arc, the massive wave of black energy erupting from his blade without warning at close range and slicing toward Ryuki. It was time to see how much control he could release in order for her to continue improving.
I am the one who defied death. I am the one he fears. I am the on he can not take. One sweep of my hand and your nations will fall. Come for me you worms. You will all bow before my legions or be broken beneath us as we march upon your cities.
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