Re: Broken Blades [Zorolo]
This pattern went on four a couple minutes by my reckoning. I would attack from the shadows, for a swift attack, then I would retreat back into them. It wasn't the best way to fight, but it did its part. I needed to do as much damage as I could, and even if my attacks mostly missed, or where blocked, it helped. Beside the cold air above would get to me, and slow my movements if I stayed in the otherworld. Looking around the shadow realm, I could clearly see the calm fencer just standing still waiting for me to attack, his golden blade shinning in the light.
Moving over to him I appeared out of his own shadow, attacking his back with a slash of my blade, only for it to hit his armour again, presumably by the clicking sound I cut through a few more links, but he didn't move, crap I left myself open. Stepping back as fast as I could I could feel his blade connect with my chest with a thud, and a clank.
“So you are wearing armour now, Tsuukai.” He said with his usual cocky smile, oh how I hated that smile.
“I need to protect myself, don't I?” I said without smiling, as I took a few steps back to gain some ground.
“Indeed, I would expect nothing else from you, my friend,” Zorlo had an odd way of speaking, I've always noticed. It seemed almost too formal, and too friendly. It gets annoying quickly, as I finds it gives him a very arrogant, and smug air about him that I wasn't fond of. As I watched him take on a battle stance, I felt a strange tingling sensation in the atmosphere, like the world itself was rejecting me.
Then another blast of bright light, it seemed to enjoy blinding people, and when I opened them again, I saw we where back where we started. We where in that frozen wasteland for a good twenty minutes. But I couldn't be certain if every time it would go by that fast, or if instead they changed the time at random, in either case it at least gave me a feel for what I would have to endure for the rest of the battle. It seemed you would have to fight not only your opponent, but also the environment, not an easy task by any means, but not impossible. Tightening the grip on my sword I carefully watched the movements of my opponent, he seemed calm, and cool, but I could tell he was up to something.
Faster then I could blink an eye, he slashed at me. He must have been using his aura to increase his speed, but it mattered not. I had heard the footsteps fast enough that I managed to jump over the attack, and by turning my body in mid air like A flip, I was facing the back of my opponent as I sailed through the air upside down, drawing one of my hidden daggers, I through it as hard as I could towards him, then continued my flip.
As my eyes moved with my body I saw a glimpse of Zorlo jumping, and twisting through the air to dodge my attack, luck bastard. Landing softly I turned on my heel toward Zorlo, just in time to see my dagger smack into on the pendant on the wall, then clank to the floor. Then it was that tingly feeling again, followed by the white light, I could do without that.
OoC: Man...this thread moves like the wind.