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04-16-2015, 01:04 AM
 Once more into the fray
Frustration hissed in his throat when Ktulu avoided his bared teeth, leaving as an exasperating growl as she flew by. He had shifted some of his weight onto his back legs as he lunged for her shoulder in order to be able to slam into her, but as her frame left the vicinity of his intended attack, his hooves slammed into the ground to take the sudden fall. The force behind it had been intended to knock Ktulu off balance, and the collection of unabsorbed energy jarred through his front legs. The mud that had begun to form beneath them redirected some of it; however, it was not the only feeling of electricity running through his body. Masked by his own attack, a small ball of sizzling light had struck him on his right shoulder, all muscles stiffening at the same time as a pulsation of discomfort and unfamiliarity went through his body. Even though the pulsation itself was nothing more than uncomfortable, the feeling of melted skin was far worse. The soreness of it made it feel like a larger burn mark, but in the end, it all acted as a distraction to the point where just a flurry of white and a snickering remark warned him of her next attack, and her horn was in him. The few seconds that were spent of what seemed like a diminishing amount of future, were the longest seconds he would ever live through. The roars of the battlefield appeared almost distant in sound as his ears whizzed in tact with his increasing heartbeat, his intake of breath seemingly never drawing to an end. His vision blurred with mesmerizing pain, and for the first time since he was a young colt in need of consolidation, did tears press against the corners of his eyes. The pain, the agony threatened to overwhelm him as Talion hunched himself on his hindquarters to break free from Ktulu’s horn. His hooves pivoted through the air, threatening to crush her head if she stayed inside their range, blood splattering whatever was beneath him, ground or horse, none of it mattered. The sound of torment howled through the battlefield, ferocious in volume, but it carried a far more somber message. “Stop, stop.” The fire within him had run its course; a man can only take so much torment before it breaks him. “Leave me be. This is pointless, madness.” The force of his words, even through gritted teeth and clenched jaws, was enough to make anyone cringe at the impact. "I did not sign up for this, leave me be!" He had not spat death in the eye to not live another day, he had not sacrificed himself to not be victorious in his aim for survival, to squander it by the hand of recklessness. The Impaler could have her victory if it was so precious to her. He could live without his pride. Adrenaline; the core of anger’s fuel, washed away slowly, devoured by his rapid heartbeat, leaving a tidal wave of hurt which he had not felt the total impact of before. His body ached from the physical strain that he had put upon it, his lungs aching and burning from the stress of maintaining his oxygen supply, even under impairment unknown to Talion. His body was cool to the touch despite the nearly constant movement they had maintained, an early symptom of the deprivation of blood his body was unable to keep up with. Every wound on his body, every scratch, stung and itched as a greasy mix of rain, sweat, grease and dirt washed over them, and he wanted nothing more than to crawl out of his own skin to avoid every sensation. Nevertheless, the worst part was not the wounds or the perpetual pain that came with them. Nor was it the increasingly niggling feeling of weariness, fatigue and lethargy, as if his body was about to give up defending itself from another attack. The worst part was the fear he had felt of being too close to the edge. OOC notes
Word count: 677/800 Attack: 3/3 - When he is about to land after his failed attack Hotaru's spark magic hits him in the side, giving him a bad burn mark which keeps him distracted as Ktulu attack him again. - Ktulu's horn pierces the muscle of his left breast at a 30 degree angle underneath his epidermis. To get away from Ktulu and her horn Talion rears which releases Ktulu's horn, but rips open his wound. He slams his hooves through the air to try and hit Ktulu's head and incapacitate her from making any further attacks. Finally done, thanks for the fight Ali! ;D |
