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04-13-2015, 04:19 PM
 Once more into the fray
The flame of short-lived satisfaction and rising valor as Talion’s hooves connected with Ktulu’s hard tissue, was quenched so quickly it was as if it had never been brought into existence. As he wheeled around to appease the beast within, to lay it at rest with pools of his opponent’s blood, it was as if a drawstring was tightened round his throat. Rising panic welled within him, slowing him down in his chase. He tried to suck breath, to force what was in his lungs out, but it was like breathing through a straw; nothing came through, except a few wheezing breaths to keep him from faltering. She had given him a noose and asked him to jump, but he would take her with him. He had walked in the twilight zone of good and evil all his life, without a preposition to either one. Though had he seen himself right at this very moment, he may have taken that noose and bid his farewells. Tapping into repressed reservoirs of anger, into buried memories and ripping at wounds of time makes someone lose their sense of being, and leaves them with permanent marks. Now had it not been for the flaming anger of his run-in with death, he might have felt more than the ache in his lungs and taste of iron in his mouth, and understood that something was not as it should be. He might have felt more than the throbbing in his left side and neck, and perhaps he would have whimpered as his wounds extended and retracted by the motions of his muscles, or winced at the force of Ktulu’s furious shouts. However, anger is all-consuming and pain alone is not enough to put it out. On the contrary, dear viewer, for Ktulu was fighting a forest fire with a can of kerosene. The mare’s smaller companion became an annoyance as he jabbed his paws at Talion’s legs, making him buck mid-flight to try to kick the ebony mare’s companion out of action. Nothing was to stand between him and his clutching grip at life; he would end the little bear if it meant he could continue. His teeth connected with Ktulu’s buttock, which brought him to a near halt as he spat and spluttered strands of dark hair, tossing his head upwards to avoid her weak attempt of a kick, before she scampered off. A ripple of nagging pain coursed through his nerves as the splinters moved within his fragmented wound on his left neck, a grimace of pain visible in his eyes as a groan of discomfort left his lips. “I will end you, I will crush everything you hold dear. Mark my words!” His threat was anything, but empty. Heaven’s sluices opened above them as if the Gods cried at the sight of evil riddling the battleground. The green field was ripped by the constant dance of battle, scarring the ground below to reveal the brown flesh of the Hidden Falls. Eventually, it would become a fading monument of the actions taken today, a monument of betrayal and treachery. His words seemed to trigger something in the mare, and perhaps it made her realize that if she were to live a life without constant vigilance she would have to finish him first. As she made a sharp turn towards him, her hair seemed to ripple with brown. The crack of bones as they adjusted into her new form was only heard because of the dim light of midnight. It made his skin crawl in the worst of ways. Legs shortened to paws and hooves lengthened into claws, and to begin with, all Talion managed to do was to hold an uneasy stand as he watched the incredulous happen. However, rage makes a man reckless. He dived towards the bear figure with teeth bared and aiming for the right crease of her shoulder, which would otherwise be her withers. It was an attempt to try to pin her down and slam his knees into her right side. It was an opportunity kept intact as she seemed to keep the same height, being approximately the same size as him. Prey becoming predator, a rarity of nature. However, before Talion could come that far a paw jabbed at his right neck, a claw mark left in its place from his withers towards his shoulder. It was not as deep as the heating and throbbing wound on his left side, but it hurt nonetheless. He jerked his neck left at the impact before going for his intended attack on her right, the muscle of his right neck sore as if he had pulled a muscle. Talion might have the instinct to recognize trouble, but the wit of avoiding it had left him entirely. OOC notes
Word count: 796/800 Attack: 2/3 - The choking magic is delayed shortly because it bounces back and forth, but then chokes him for a short moment. Because of the severity and the suddenty Talion bursts a few alveolis in his lungs as a result. He will feel a small ache in his chest immediately, but later on he will become short of breath because the surface of gas exchange is smaller so smaller amounts of oxygen is transported into his blood, and smaller amounts of carbon dioxide is transported out. :: [Magic: DarkxWind (U)| able to stop the lungs from their oxygen exchange, causing choking and eventual unconsciousness with prolonged or repetitive use] :: [Restrictions | Causes quick strangling in a fighting opponent, as their body is readily using the oxygen. Cannot actually strangle an opponent and would rarely cause unconsciousness, but makes an opponent begin to lose their eyesight and dulls other senses. Frequently immobilizes opponent and negates an attack or dodge attempt] - Eytan tries to claw at his legs, but misses as Talion is in motion. Talion tries to put him out of action by bucking mid-air and hoping his hooves will hit Eytan. - His bite is successful and lands on Ktulu’s buttock and he halts as she tries to kick at him. - Ktulu turns and charges at him in bear form, he charges back to try and get on her right side and clasp her by the right shoulder, or the wither from her right side in case she turns back to a horse. Will try to hold her down by the withers and slam her with his knees. Takes a claw wound to the right side of nis neck in the process. |
