Dual of Skill (1) (Anyone)

Deep within the heart of a forest feet pounded violently against the moss covered tree roots. Zohik ran faster and faster as he dashed through the opening branches into a field. . . a field in the middle of a dense forest. This meadow was filled with deep red flowers covering the edges like a boundry yet some were scattered else-where. He whipped around to hear other foot steps approaching. his enemy was coming yet he did not know of such. He ran to the center of the field and looked up into the sky, eyes closed and jumped as hard as he could. He flew higher and higher til almost reaching the clouds and came back down in a dive.

Coming back down in a fist slamming into the ground he created an amazing crater. The grass literally lifted from the ground and fell back. Loose ground was all around him and the red flowers at th edge were the only untarnished objects remaining.

"As such, an arena."

Zohik turned to see his opponent with welcoming arms.

OoC: This is my first fight, so I will use Kenjin.

BoC: But there was no opponent to be seen. All there was was a feeling of pure evil, seeping into the arena like a fog.

"Show yourself!" cried Zohik, sensing the enemy's presence.

Then it came. A voice penetrated the arena and carried over through the surrounding forest, speading decay and misery. "Silence child," came the voice, calm and undisturbed.

"Show yourself!" Zohik cried again, looking for the enemy, wherever it was. His eyes looked low to the ground, where he saw to his horror, his shadow melting away. It slipped off him and sneaked off to join a vortex of shadows that came from all the trees.

"I am Kenjin, the Master of Darkness," the vortex said simply, as it took on the form of a tall dark man, whose skin seemed to be covered in oil. It flexed it new arms briefly, before turning towards the hero before it. "I am Kenjin, the Master of Darkness," it repeated again.

"I do not fear you," Zohik said bravely, standing his ground.

"Ah but you will," the voice seemed to sigh. Kenjin and Zohik stared each other down, niether moving an inch. "Come on," Kenjin's voice called at last, piercing the silence. "Make your move."

Errr...

I doubt this battle will continue, as the thread starter is banned. You might like to check such things in the future.

No need to keep this open.
*locks*