Ryuki, the proud Samurai. The Dragoon. The half-Dragon. She had intended to do more, but as that intense pressure struck her, she fought her hardest to remain upon her feet. Injuries bled out more as she struggled to remain standing straight, before feeling her knees weaken and her legs collapse beneath her. It was evident she was still fighting the force of his power weighing down upon her. She was struggling to climb back to her feet and continue the fight.
Karthus was right. She was too weak still. Against a man of TRKs power, she never stood a chance. But she was not about to become his prisoner. The shame of such a thing was too much to bear.
Post by The Ruined King on Jun 23, 2013 4:14:06 GMT -5
The King simply looked down at the woman he had brought to her knees. His blade slowly moves toward her neck, the pulsating darkness that still surrounded it slowly fading revealing the shining cold steel as it pressed ever so slightly against the soft skin of her neck. Had she been alive, decay would have spread like a disease through her body. But since she was undead, nothing would happen unless the King willed it. She was defeated and defenseless against the King's wrath.
"You wish to challenge my most trusted with power like that?" The King growled, his eyes blazing from behind his helm, "What is your name?"
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.
Her jaw tensed feeling the cold sensation of steel pressing against the soft, pale pink of her neck. Her head lifted with a sense of pride as she unfastened the leather straps that held her chest armor in place, letting it fall away to the ground, causing the kimono beneath to drape slightly. She was preparing to die. Anyone who understood the code she lived by, would recognize that she thought he had intended to end her unlife here.
"Ryuki." She said in a fearless tone, as cold and collected as it was even at the beginning of the fight. Her eyes gave no fear, only burning with determination.
Post by The Ruined King on Jun 23, 2013 4:35:22 GMT -5
The king simply watches as she allows her breast plate to fall away. He brings his blade away, "You should know the name of the one who will kill you." He rolls his wrist, the blade glinting in the dull light that filtered through the fog that surrounded the isles, "Desmond Alexander Gilleathain, Ruined King of the undead." The force that had brought her to her knees increases even further, restricting her movement entirely unless it complied with the downward force.
He brings his blade in a clean arc, slicing through the air with deadly precision toward her neck, it would slice through with ease. Ending her life in an instant.
If it actually completed the motion that is. The blade came to a sudden stop barely an inch away from her neck, "And I have just saved your life. You owe it to me now."
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.
She could feel herself fighting to grip the Tantō as he raised his blade. Such disgrace falling upon her, smearing her honor like the blood he had drawn. It made her sick, and angry. She wanted to fight, but she couldn't even lift her hands to perform the ritual.
As the blade came down, there was a flash of anger in her eyes, aimed towards TRK. She didn't come here to lose all of her honor. She came her to regain it, and finish a fight that her Master had torn her away from.
Then the blade stopped right beside her neck. She lifted her eyes to look up at TRK as he spoke to her. She said nothing, instead slowly lowering her upper body to bow deeply to him. Her hands rested upon the ground with her head lowered, but not on the ground.
Post by The Ruined King on Jun 23, 2013 4:58:18 GMT -5
The King moves his blade away, the force pushing her down with lift and release her as though it was never there in the first place. He stood before her, his power along making him a god compared to the woman currently bowing before him, "You will serve me, and none other unless I command it. You will live and die for me. Understood? The moment I decide you are of no use to me, the life I saved, is gone."
From the woods the hounds would emerge once more, each would move their massive body to either side the half-dragon, their eyes, smouldering embers would be trained upon the king as he simply turns and walks away toward the castle. "Come."
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 had her limits, but now was not the time to set her conditions when her life was spared. She ignored the dogs as they stared upon her, rising to her feet and retrieving her weapons should the hounds not interfere. Despite her injuries, she was still able to move, albeit with a bit of struggle. Soon enough she would fall in behind TRK, walking with him towards the castle without so much as a mutter.
The half-dragon glanced off in the direction of her Master with those fiery golden orbs for just a split second before turning away to continue after TRK.
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