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02-26-2016, 07:36 PM
Oultik
"Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong.
No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first.
And is waiting for it."
-Terry Pratchett
"Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong.
No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first.
And is waiting for it."
-Terry Pratchett
Oultik's tail flicked behind him as he concentrated on the mare, Morrigan. He did not know anything of her but he certainly wanted the interesting scale that she had in her possession. Cloven hooves allowed him to step quietly on the frostbitten ground. Oultik's breath rose above him and briefly his eyes watched it leave him; he hoped that the tall grasses would allow him to surprise the mare draped by a spider's web.
It was Oultik himself that was to be surprised.
He had been so focused on the task at hand that he did not notice Megaera's descent. He only saw her briefly before being blinded by her light. Unimpressed with something that was no more than a pretty magic trick Oultik stood his ground as the pegasus hurled itself towards him. The unicorn was unable to see beauty in any winged creature and in such armor he could not be sure of gender either way. Male or female he was filled with utter disgust at the sight of it. It had been too long since he had fought with one of the creatures he had devoted his life to destroying. His eyes violently lit up as the beast showed aggression that Myrinne had not even seemed capable of displaying. Apparently all Helovian pegasi were not those who grew delicate insect wings. Since he had held his ground in arrogance and because he did not wish to show how much of an affect the flash of light had on his vision, he and the pegasus butted heads. If she had been without the armor his horns could have met her flesh but instead Oultik was the one harmed. The sharpened steel that dug into his skin made him jerk his head up out of reflex only leading to further tearing of his skin.
Oultik's dragon spewed flames. He cursed the armor that would make the fight one that the birdbrain would have the upper hand on. Oultik hoped that the fire would heat her face plate and that it would give him time to consider his following action. The stallion planned everything to the point of it being his major fault, not even in battle could he move forward without some sort of plan.
Had she not been in such well crafted armor he would have had a nice chuckle about a woman who dared to stand in his way but, despite her race, Oultik was not as arrogant as to underestimate her. He could not whenever she wore armor that left him wondering how to retaliate.
Oultik didn't betray himself by a turning of the eye before lunging towards the right, he moved with no warning. The mare had a build that would give her the allowance of greater speed and endurance than him but he was stronger and more agile than she. It was his agility that was his crutch in a move like this. After lounging to her side Oultik nimbly turned to leap once more with teeth bared. This time his eyes were on the target.
Oultik's dual colored eyes didn't stray from the feathered appendages on the back of his opponent. Whenever he saw feathers his memories were quick to come. Oultik could hear the screams of all he held dear every time that he saw winged characters; screams of agony, screams of those in battle, and the screams that had came from his own lips as he had walked among the charred and broken bodies of his friends and family. The troubled man set loose a battle cry to try to drown out the screams of the past that sounded so fresh in his own ears that he wondered if Megaera could hear them too.
If his actions went as planned he would grab hold of her wing and he would latch onto it so that he could shake and pull on it as though he wanted to tear her limb from limb.
OOC;; Sorry! I wanted to take some time to think this post out. Battling is still a pain for me. I didn't realize there was a 72 hour time frame to reply to challenges D:
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Summary:: Oultik is cut by Megaera's armor and jerks away causing it to cut deeper. He lunges for her wings and hopes to latch on and tear/shake on them.
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