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Post by Abaddon on Aug 2, 2005 19:23:27 GMT -5
Ooc: Seeing that our last battle has gone awry, I am starting a new one, though at a different venue.
Ic:
Seryth Narovoy stood at the grounds of the volcano, all bare rock and patches of grass. Hundreds of feet away, a stretch of mountains surrounded the large volcano. Seryth would come here every now and then to think about life, and wonder how his wife is doing. He would come back very soon. He needed just one more battle, though. . .
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Post by Eien on Aug 2, 2005 19:36:14 GMT -5
::Zohik walked forward. His feet buzzed as he walked across hot grounds. He looked upons Seryth's face and nodded as he was thinking with his eyes shut. He turned around saying such words as he once had a long time ago.::
"Seryth, you're mind stretches wide, but imagination takes over without you knowing it. Your sword is stained, as is mine, so let us strive within the blood of one another. Now we fight old friend. I will not tell you why."
::He drew his sword and turned back around.::
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Post by Abaddon on Aug 2, 2005 19:51:03 GMT -5
::Seryth quickly turned his head, his hair covering his face and then slowly coming back to it's normal state. As he looked behind himself, he grasped the handle of his sword::
Seryth- Imagination can bring great things, though for now, I shall not be taken.
::He then, without warning threw four fireballs at Zohik, with a few flicks of his wrist::
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Post by Eien on Aug 2, 2005 20:25:28 GMT -5
::Zohik took in the fire balls with his own palm, the flame desolving at it's touch. Zohik's hand became cold once more. He grasped the hilt of his blade with both hands and ran forward at normal speed slashing down and to each direction over and over again, hopefully hitting his opponent.::
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Post by Abaddon on Aug 12, 2005 12:37:29 GMT -5
::Seryth blocked a few of the slashes, though didn't want it to become repetitive. So as Zohik went in for an attack, Seryth performed a frontflip over Zohik and drew his Twin Baruku Swords. He went for a stab to the back as well as a slash to the shoulder blades::
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Post by Eien on Aug 12, 2005 16:25:23 GMT -5
::Zohik's reflexes were slightly late for this attack. He turned having his left arm gashed and he caught one of the blades with his right hand, cutting it quite deeply.
He rapped the cut in a bandage and gripped his sword strongly as he came down for his own attack raising his hands and calling upon Bithra.::
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