[RPG] [FEI][Ethiala] Kiljaden's Defeat

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Kiljaden's defeat.

The two men enter the great arena. The croud cheers loudly has they approach one
another.

"Today ladys and gentlemen you shall witness a fight to remember...this day,
Scion of Nighthelm faces Kiljaden of Ethiala. Two brave warriors who hail from
opposite sides of this land."

"Nobles...salute." A strong loud voice echoes in the stadium.

~Kiljaden~"Show no mercy, so shall you receive none from me."

~Scion~"Do not worry, I won't hold out on you."

Both warriors slightly bow in respect and part their ways. Random shouts
mentioning their names are eard in the background. Standing ready, each one of
them draw their swords awaiting the call to battle. Kiljaden feels a cold sweat
down his face. This fight was not going to be easy and he knew it. Trying to
study his oponent, Kiljaden grasps his sword harder, anxiouslly awaiting to fight.

"Let the fight begin...warriors, the arena is yours."

Kiljaden holds his sword high, swinging it has he charged at his opponent. The
two men stand eye to eye, only their swords in between them. "Show me what you
are made of, Scion."

Firmlly torssed away, Kiljaden finds himself in a difficult situation has he
sees Scion's sword being directed at him, with only enougth time to avoid the
attack he sees the oportunity to respond. Blocking the attack he runs past
Scion, and turning his sword he made a piercing attempt at his back, only met by
another block. Scion storms at Kiljaden with all his strength. The Duke can only
block the attack. Scion, fiercelly swinging his sword makes another blow witch
is also blocked. Kiljaden trying to regain the initiative, goes on the offensive
has well, has he struggled to get the upper hand.

The croud goes into a frenzy has they see the fight growing in intensity and
passion.

Eavenlly matched, they separate, pausing for some moments. Staring at each
other, they try to regain their breaths.

Suddenlly Scion charges Kiljaden again, but now holding the strike firm, he
jumps behind him and delivers the final blow on his lower back.
Falling on his knees, Kiljaden embeds the edge of his sword on the ground has he
ears the croud cheering.

OOC:I was supposed to send this in the tournament message group, but I didn't
had time to write it earlier so i missed it anyway here it is :)
 
 

 



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