ooc: Ummm.......Vaarshola would have no clue what a samurai or Irelnad would be, this is Zelda world jsut to let you know.......

ic: Vaarshola smirked at the threatening bellow from the warrior. He stared at the younger man, getting good glimpses of his appearance, weaponry, and garments.

"Heh, the many times I've heard taht from former foes.........all eventually being slain......" Vaarshola cockily and evilly replied. Patrick hardened his eyes at the mystical killer.

"I am much stronger than any other of your other foes most definetly, you will certainly not get much of an easy duel from me you sick devil." Vaarshola gave somewhat of a grin after hearing the Irish Samurai's remark.

"Gimme everything you've got then fool" he replied. Patrick planted his feet and got in his battle stance as he grasped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands.

"My pleasure.........." The second after he finished his sentence, Patrick screamed in fury, and flew at Vaarshola, he stood staring at the oncoming warrior. Just as he began to come closer to him, the mystiocal killer pulled out his huge, though thinner curved blade Sylence, and with ease parried the shot that the Irsh Samuari at sent at him. The metal clashed against one another, and a couple sparks exploded from the fray. They grappled for a few seconds, before soon Vaarshola jumped back. He locked his deep blue eyes on Patrick's right shoulder, and then lunged at him with the tip of his sword pointed at that marked point on the warrior's body. The Irish Samurai saw the attack coming, and was able to block it just as Vaarshola had. As they stood locked with their blades, the mystical killer's eyes slightly lit up.

"Well well, you certainly have some superb swordsmanship. But let me ask you, do you know telekinesis?" Vaarshola asked, and at that moment his eyes lit up, and the next thing Patrick knew he was struck hard by some force, and with a cry of pian was sent flying into the dark yellow, sandstone wall of the tomb. He roared in pain of the hard impact, and slid down the wall until he sat up against it groaning in pain and breathing heavily from sligght fatigue. Vaarshola grinned sinisterly. "Didn't think so......"