Two veteran swordsmen stared each other down. One of the swordsmen held a curved blade backwards, the blood colored blade glinting lethally in twilight. The other stood in a forward striking pose holding a longsword, six feet in length, in both hands. He wore minimal shining armor; covering his right shoulder, arms, midsection, and legs. C (the curved blade wielder) wore no armor, only having light, vantablack garb, as absent of light as himself. The two stared each other down for a mere moment which stretched into eternity. Both making minute, muscle-fiber adjustments based on the other.
Explosively, the two striked, clashing steel causing sparks to fly. As the two clashed, they stared into each other's eyes. As L stared into C's eyes, he saw no light in the once familiar eyes. The cimmerian abyss that took the place of C's eyes threatened to devour L whole, making C unfurl a twisted Cheshire cat smile. C spun around, drawing a second sword. Though before C could slash L's back, L swung his sword around, blocking the slash. L pushed the blade away and swung in one movement, deterring C. L took guard, bracing for whatever C did. C then went into a flurry of swings with both swords, testing L. L however, perfectly blocked each of the rapid strikes, quickly and efficiently positioning his sword for each one. C hopped backed and prowled around L. L carefully watched C, never leaving his back open to him. He then leapt forward, swinging at C. C dodged the swings for they weren't as fast as his own. However they were as, if not more, dangerous. Being much more powerful, L changed stances and went for a stab. C parried and hopped out of the extensive range of L, circling once again. L returned to a defensive stance, awaiting C's next move.
They were back in a staring match, for they each knew that the next strike would decide the victor. C then pounced and swung both of his swords into L's. It seemed it would be another clash, but C pivoted his backwards hold to push down L's sword. Once the sword was down, C did an upward stab with his other sword. L narrowly dodged it, tilting his head. In response, L elbowed C's face pushing him away and breaking his guard. L spun around gaining momentum before swinging down on C. Bringing down the hammer of justice with the weight far beyond his own.
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Wednesday, February 26, 2020
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