here with a being to unintelligent to speak his own language. Its... dreadful right? You can come with me and I'll show you to your kind."
"No," she hid further behind Wolf, her words leaving her lips without her realizing it. Here it was, finally a chance for Alasa to escapes Wolf, but this was no rescue. It was plain as day to her. This man was nothing good. No hero. She would stay with Wolf if her only other option was going with this beast, this beast who's very presence was stifling and overwhelming.
It once again smiles. "Wrong answer."
When the two men-beast come together it was like thunder, hitting against her bones and pushing her backwards. She feels her skin tare as her body slides along the ground picking up rocks and sticks. Her back slams into a tree and she falls onto the ground face first. The wind picks up as she forces her face off the ground, arms shaky, body throbbing.
Her arms bleed and she tastes blood. Her hair whips in her face and she watches, Wolf with his hand and 'It' with its sword. Their fighting styles different, one wild, unpredictable like an animal, while the other was precise, clean, deadly.
It was not honestly looking good for Wolf.
Wolf ducked a deadly blow by he sword wielder barely, his hand shooting up, sinking into the bigger beasts shoulder like it was nothing, landing his first hit on his opponent. The taller male howled and swung his sword, forcing an already bleeding Wolf back.
Orbs of inky energy flickers into existence in the air around white hair's sword and flies, slamming into Wolfs body, sending him skidding across an already destroyed area, landing by a stunned Alasa. Wolf doesn't get up, his body smolders.
'It' is breathing heavily, its wound bleeding arm limp, he beings a loud unstable howl of laughter. "You cannot beat a superior breed mutt, it was why your kind was left behind. How you made it through the hole is beyond my understanding, but I will right that wrong now." His sword in his uninjured hand, 'It' begins forward, slowly, mockingly. "Then I'll handle your little toy."
Wolf failed. Wolf is down. Wolf wouldn't be able to save her again. Wolf was in danger and all because he was protecting her. All because of her, he was smoldering and bleeding, all because of her.
Her body shook more as 'It' came closer, sword already beginning to lift, already. No. She would have to save him, what would save him? A shield, shields protects people from swords. A barrier.
'It' quickly swings its blade, it hurtles quickly in Wolfs direction only to bounce off something unseen until his sword hits, sparks of blue. The beast and his sword are thrown back a loud howl of pain comes from him as he lands a few feet away.
He's on his feet in seconds, storming forward, sword in hand, spitting out words in an odd language. Then he hits at the barrier again and again, each time blue flashes appear.
"What in the hell?" He finally speaks in English. "Who in the hell is doing this?"
Alasa pants, staring at the beast-man, each blow he actually lands sends pain racing across her body. She tries hiding it, hiding that it hurts. He's glowing blue, if how he frantically pats at the area of his flesh glowing such a color is any indication, she would say it hurts.
"You," The beast-man suddenly snarls, pointing his sword at her. "What in the hell are you?"
Feeling exhausted, pissed, and a little insane, the girl wants badly to say 'I'm your worst nightmare' but that would be out of character for her and she honestly didn't think she could speak and hold up whatever in the hell she was doing.
"Fuck!" 'It' hisses, flesh beginning to smolder. "I'll be back. And when I do, you'll wish you wouldn't have fucked with me."
Too late.
The beast-man vanishes after his words. Alasa keeps her barrier up as long as she can after he's gone, not even daring to blink. But whatever she's doing slips away, through her fingers and she can feel it go, she collapses face first onto the ground again.
She
"No," she hid further behind Wolf, her words leaving her lips without her realizing it. Here it was, finally a chance for Alasa to escapes Wolf, but this was no rescue. It was plain as day to her. This man was nothing good. No hero. She would stay with Wolf if her only other option was going with this beast, this beast who's very presence was stifling and overwhelming.
It once again smiles. "Wrong answer."
When the two men-beast come together it was like thunder, hitting against her bones and pushing her backwards. She feels her skin tare as her body slides along the ground picking up rocks and sticks. Her back slams into a tree and she falls onto the ground face first. The wind picks up as she forces her face off the ground, arms shaky, body throbbing.
Her arms bleed and she tastes blood. Her hair whips in her face and she watches, Wolf with his hand and 'It' with its sword. Their fighting styles different, one wild, unpredictable like an animal, while the other was precise, clean, deadly.
It was not honestly looking good for Wolf.
Wolf ducked a deadly blow by he sword wielder barely, his hand shooting up, sinking into the bigger beasts shoulder like it was nothing, landing his first hit on his opponent. The taller male howled and swung his sword, forcing an already bleeding Wolf back.
Orbs of inky energy flickers into existence in the air around white hair's sword and flies, slamming into Wolfs body, sending him skidding across an already destroyed area, landing by a stunned Alasa. Wolf doesn't get up, his body smolders.
'It' is breathing heavily, its wound bleeding arm limp, he beings a loud unstable howl of laughter. "You cannot beat a superior breed mutt, it was why your kind was left behind. How you made it through the hole is beyond my understanding, but I will right that wrong now." His sword in his uninjured hand, 'It' begins forward, slowly, mockingly. "Then I'll handle your little toy."
Wolf failed. Wolf is down. Wolf wouldn't be able to save her again. Wolf was in danger and all because he was protecting her. All because of her, he was smoldering and bleeding, all because of her.
Her body shook more as 'It' came closer, sword already beginning to lift, already. No. She would have to save him, what would save him? A shield, shields protects people from swords. A barrier.
'It' quickly swings its blade, it hurtles quickly in Wolfs direction only to bounce off something unseen until his sword hits, sparks of blue. The beast and his sword are thrown back a loud howl of pain comes from him as he lands a few feet away.
He's on his feet in seconds, storming forward, sword in hand, spitting out words in an odd language. Then he hits at the barrier again and again, each time blue flashes appear.
"What in the hell?" He finally speaks in English. "Who in the hell is doing this?"
Alasa pants, staring at the beast-man, each blow he actually lands sends pain racing across her body. She tries hiding it, hiding that it hurts. He's glowing blue, if how he frantically pats at the area of his flesh glowing such a color is any indication, she would say it hurts.
"You," The beast-man suddenly snarls, pointing his sword at her. "What in the hell are you?"
Feeling exhausted, pissed, and a little insane, the girl wants badly to say 'I'm your worst nightmare' but that would be out of character for her and she honestly didn't think she could speak and hold up whatever in the hell she was doing.
"Fuck!" 'It' hisses, flesh beginning to smolder. "I'll be back. And when I do, you'll wish you wouldn't have fucked with me."
Too late.
The beast-man vanishes after his words. Alasa keeps her barrier up as long as she can after he's gone, not even daring to blink. But whatever she's doing slips away, through her fingers and she can feel it go, she collapses face first onto the ground again.
She
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