Post by Amika on Sept 2, 2018 19:03:15 GMT -8
[3:22 PM]Zepher:
walked the perimeter of the arean, his sword in hand. This was it, finally he would get what he wanted. He would see how she felt in the flash if her blade. Without warning he vanished, leaving an afterimage behind. The real Asher was above her, bringing that sword down from on high. A standard vertical strike. When his feet touched the ground again he slide back, his free hand raised to show his palm, his finger splayed wide. Within his eyes were magic circles, he was casting a worldess spell that needed time to charge.
[3:26 PM]Amika:
watched his movements as he walked the perimeter. Emerald hues never leaving his form. Then he vanished suddenly. She knew he was going to attack but to which direction. She felt a shimmer of energy above her and barely had time to react. She quickly brought her sword up to block the first blow. The clang of metal upon metal was ear piercing. She watched him move back and new he was charging a spell. She would use this time to give her first strike. She moved quickly forward. Moving to attempt to slice at him diagonally, left from right across the front of his form
[3:32 PM]Zepher:
Watched her come, direct as always. She had no tactic for battle. He waited, each second of time ticking by so painfully slow. It seemed she would never get close enough, or was he reading time wrong. Either way when her blade came, his did as well. He pushed the sword to his left side, allowed the tip to pierce to the ground, using that leverage to diminish her power. The impact rattled him slightly, not enough to break his focus. His free hand came about,his palm right in front of her face. "Pyroblast" a single word, the name of the hellpyre attack passed his lips as he released the spell at her.(edited)
[3:37 PM]Amika:
felt the singe of fire as the fire hit her. She showed little pain nor did she show more weakness than that as the fire ignited around her. She laughed as she extinguished the fire with a soft wave.
She reched up to that palm near her face. Atempting to grab and twist his hand and arm over. As she did that she would bring her knee up, hoping to connect with his side.
She reched up to that palm near her face. Atempting to grab and twist his hand and arm over. As she did that she would bring her knee up, hoping to connect with his side.
[3:42 PM]Zepher:
growled as his hand was grabbed. The knee to his side hurt, he would show no pain, though he did exhale air. She wanted to see him weak again, he would never allow it. With his next breath he clenched the fingers of the palm she grabbed to try to hold her in place. His body shifted to withdraw his blade from the ground. It was always bad form to be locked with an enemy, and he would show why. His sword made a fast thrust for her solar plexus.
[3:45 PM]Amika:
moved quickly but still felt him hit. She moved back from him as she regained her breathing. She unsnapped her whip from her hip as she would whip it to his feet. Hoping to catch and yank him off his feet. She readied for a jump which if knocked to his feet..she would spring and attempt to drive her sword into him.
[3:47 PM]Zepher:
(My final attack/defend post)
[3:52 PM]Zepher:
dropped his guard for the briefest moment when his hit landed. It was enough that her whip did catch his feet and force him tonthe flat of his back. His eyes still held those circles of magic, had she forgotten? A small smile played on his lips as he waited once more. Just as she came into range the magic unfolded beneath him. A circle wider than his body formed, the power flickered from it like fire. "Bloody night" he murmured the name as abyssal fire consumed the area of the circle and its full berth, the fire was a special magic from the abyss its self, few demons could avoid it's starving flames.
[3:54 PM]Amika:
The fire consumed her and she felt the pain. It hit her in mid jump. She screamed out in pain but did not let that alter her action. She came down with her sword hoping to pierce him right through. Engulfed entitely in Abysmal fire.
