Post by The Ruined King on Apr 1, 2013 22:38:10 GMT -5
Azazel's black robes obscured every inch of him but the lower part of his jaw. His grey lips pursed tight as he observes his opponent. The rain poured around them, almost a foreboding sign of what was to come should Xin Zhao fall.
Upon the dead muddy field the Hex had been removed. Azazel's hands hung by his side, he seemed somewhat relaxed... Yet he was not, if his eyes were visible they would be narrowed, boring deep into Xin, analyzing everything. How he was breathing, how he moved, how relaxed he was...
Azazel raises his and arm out to his side, tendrils of shadows seep upwards out of the mud and coil into his outstretched hand, a long black shaft appears followed by a crude looking cruved blade upon the tip.
"Are you prepared to meet death..."
Azazel bows, once Xin Zhao bowed, the duel would commence.
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.
Xin Zhao was wary, but he was prepared for this. Nothing could stop him now.
"Death is nothing, if I should perish with honor! For Demacia!"
Xin Zhao bowed as well, before pointing his spear at Azazel. The battle had finally begun, and Xin Zhao started by lunging forward to his chest. He tries to drive the spear through Azazel's chest.
Post by The Ruined King on Apr 2, 2013 5:40:55 GMT -5
Azazel moves like a ghost, his robes leaving trails of smoke behind him with each movement. Xin Zhao's spear passes into the smoke missing its target by mere inches. Azazel had twisted his torso to dodge the tip of the spear as he kicks off to the side, his own glaive swinging around in a horizontal arc towards Xin Zhao's left arm.
[shadow=black,left,300]"If death is nothing... Why do you fight to stave it off I wonder..."[/shadow]
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.
Xin Zhao, without thinking, quickly ducked down, the glaive grazing his hair by just a bit. He then tried to spin around to slash Azazel, his spear coming towards the side. The tip still glowed with the faint white sheen.
Post by The Ruined King on Apr 2, 2013 8:37:40 GMT -5
Azazel lets out a growl, hauling the glaive back as he attempts to move back away from the tip fo the spear. The blade grazes Azazel's waist causing black smoke to trail away after the spear. Under the cloak of smoke that seemed to envelop Azazel, blood had been drawn.
Azazel's glaive forms into smoke once more, only to coil into each of his hands and form into two curved blades, one in each hand. He kicks off, dashing in low, one blade ready to deflect, the other aiming to slice at his legs.
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.
Xin Zhao drew back, ducking again, but the blade drew blood on his face, the blood instantly turning a pure black color. He wiped the blood of his face, before letting out a fearsome battle cry, charging at Azazel again.
He leaped up, hoping to smash his spear into Azazel's head.
Post by The Ruined King on Apr 3, 2013 6:39:25 GMT -5
The spear came down, Azazel leans to the side and uses the flat side of one of his blades to deflect the brunt of the smashing attack off to the side. The force behind the smash causing him to grimace, he then lunges forwards with his other sword attempting to impale Xin Zhao's arm to cripple 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.
The blade managed to make a deep cut in Xin Zhao's right arm, and he moaned in pain. His blood turned black as well, same as with his face. Xin Zhao grit his teeth, trying to bear through the pain, and used his body's weight to land another blow to Azazel's feet.
Post by The Ruined King on Apr 3, 2013 20:23:59 GMT -5
Azazel leaps back away from the strike towards his feet, his robes leaving a trail of shadows and smoke infront of him as he jumps back. A growl escaping from his throat as he lands... Looking down he feels pain across his shines. The spear hadn't cut deep enough to cripple, but it still hurt.
Azazel remains back and takes a defensive stance, awaiting Xin Zhao's next attack.
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.
Noticing Azazel biding his time, Xin Zhao went into a defensive stance, in case that Azazel would burst out into another attack. The cuts on his body were burning in pain, but his will to fight could never be broken by such meager impairments. Whatever the cost; should his body be crippled for life, he would win this battle.
Post by The Ruined King on Apr 4, 2013 6:21:32 GMT -5
Beneath the black robes, Azazel's lips curl into a smirk. His grip on his swords unwavering as he waits. He would not make the first move, "You humans are so... Pathetic..." Azazel sighs, "Are you going to stand there all day?"
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.
"Heh, you would think. I'm not moving until you are."
Xin Zhao took this time to recover his energy, it wasn't long until somebody would make their move. Slowly, he felt his energy come back, but he couldn't keep this up forever, could he?
Post by The Ruined King on Apr 4, 2013 8:35:56 GMT -5
Azazel lowers his head, the shadows look to swarm around him, what sounds like distant screams echo across the area in which they fought. "... If you wish."
He dashes fowards, black smoke and shadows seem to dance about where he moves little making it difficult to pinpoint him, his speed decreased due to the leg wounds. Again, one blade ready to deflect an attack whilst another is used to slash across Xin Zhao's body.
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.
Xin Zhao was shocked to see Azazel's sudden attack. He took a short step backwards, before grabbing his spear with his right hand, and holding it by the tip. He mustered his strength to point it forward, aimed at Azazel's chest. Hopefully the momentum from the dash would be able to damage him. He grinned, preparing to take the impact, boasting a strong stance, ducking low.
Post by The Ruined King on Apr 4, 2013 8:58:32 GMT -5
Azazel would seem to pass through Xin and his spear, the choking black smoke enveloping Xin for a brief amount of time. When it clear Azazel was still standing across from Xin, his head still lowered. He lets out a sick chuckle, "I think I will kill you now."
Black smoke begins seeping from Azazel's robes in large dark waves creating a mass of swirling mist around the summoner-knight. All light distorts around the area they were fighting in, an ear piercing scream rips through the air.
"... Good bye."
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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