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- BladeThe Hybrid King
- Joined : 2011-06-06
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Age : 25
Wed Feb 17, 2021 11:34 am
Saisei | The King's Reawakening
Wiping blood from his cheek, Saisei sighed and stared his opponent down. Normally a spar wouldn't be taken so seriously. It was Helle's choice to treat the battle like one for blood, it made sense given the type of woman she was. Saisei knew his commander well enough to know she would never back down from a spar. He appreciated that, many refuse to shed blood and cause injuries when it came to training. For Saisei, that was the entire point wasn't it? To get stronger one has to find themselves in a dangerous situation. That simple, right?
"Alright, lets start over here."
The battered child shook the sweat from his hair, pointing at the woman he stood around ten meters away from now. Saisei wasn't playing before, it took it as serious as he really could. Despite that, it was clear that his instructor was on another level. She wasn't completely out of his league but it was all too clear where her strengths lied.
"I don't think its fair that I'm the one constantly comin' at you, Ma'am. I think its my turn to take the defensive."
The boy's bloodied hands raised, his body shifting gently into a far more defensive stance. His hands looked like they were mangled by a lion, his strength and Helle's onslaught leaving his skin torn and near melted off. It was time for him to use this training to his advantage. If Helle wouldn't oblige him then he could deal the blows to himself using her thick armor. Testing one's durability was rather easy when you had such a strong opponent in front of you.
With a playful kick of his feet, Saisei smiled and spoke freely with his commander.
"Beat me until I'm black and blue. I've got a lot to learn and a lot of places to go from here. If I can't take a beating from my commander then who could I ever plan to beat? There are a lot big baddies out there, you're gonna get to be my first today it seems Ma'am."
A little on the nose, his words rang true to his hearts wants and needs. If Helle could engage him with all her strength he'd gladly accept. After all, if he could grow from this he could become an even greater asset to the Vandenreich.
Taking his defensive stance once more, Saisei stood in the center of the torn to bits marble arena. He was ready for whatever his teacher planned to throw at him, be it marble or her own fists. The boy knew what he had to do.
END POST | The Coming Of An Era
- SieghartyVeteran Member
- Joined : 2019-02-28
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Age : 24
Re: Swallowed Whole
Wed Feb 17, 2021 12:25 pm
“Do note, death is a possibility, Saisei, but if you insist on understanding the strength of your Captain and those above even herself...”
However, her words are cut off. This is not the place for such a display. They are still within a building of the city. Needless environmental damage would simply leave them both in a heap of trouble with Cyrus. Yet, she does desire to give Saisei her all. It is only fair that she shapes him into what he desires to be with her own hands, by his request of course. How to go about such, however. How shall she shape her arsenal in a way that his body shall sweat, break, bleed, and suffer? Ah, if his fighting style. She still remembers his attacks that left her skin tingling despite them connecting with her armor. A frontal assault would prove to teach him nothing but to better his martial arts. However, to coerce despair into his mind, she must place him against something nigh improbable to overcome with anything he is currently capable of.
“Fare thee well, Saisei.”
Her only words for him as her emerald eyes began to shine, an outline of Reishi emerging around her form splintering off like malnourished serpents from her person, wrapping themselves around the air, ribbons of blue dancing among the still winds. Saisei would feel its presence before he would see it, a fist of blue to his right aiming for his face, the blow strong enough to leave a nasty bruise on his cheek. Even if dodged or blocked, from his left, a kick to his gut would follow, the color of the assailant the same as the fist. He would be sent flying from the raw strength of the kick, whether he reacted or not. Yet, it would not end there as the tendrils about Helle coerced into one solid form, whipping itself forward to lash down upon Saisei. This technique is strong enough to cut straight through the floor beneath him, rising slowly if he had not been caught underneath it, rumble falling from its shimmering form.
All about Helle, Reishi doppelgangers of Saisei would form, similar to the two that had materialized and battered him. Why fight simply her, when he could learn of his fighting styles uselessness against an amassed force? Ten Saisei against one. Now, that hardly felt fair, but there is no fair in love and war.
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