Ayero wasn’t surprised when Merrze as able to keep up with her movements, deftly blocking the first of her slashes with her blade. The second slash from Ayero’s magoi manipulation technique proved to be successful as Merrze lifted her arm to block, but soon found that the magoi enhanced blade would not yield to her flesh alone.
The Fanalis woman could feel the telltale signs of her blade slicing cleanly through Merrze’s arm, the bone and muscle giving only slight resistance against her blade, but not enough to decelerate its path in the slightest. A small pang of victory rose in her stomach when her opponent’s arm had been removed, but she predicted that this would not stop the fiery young Fanalis and continued to pour magoi into her weapon for the anticipated counter.
Sustaining Stramazzone, Ayero batted away Merrze’s Dragon Slice with the first slash of her blade, bending back slightly in an attempt the stream of blood from where Merrze’s arm had been removed. She was breathing heavily, wracked with indecision, guilt and anger—but knew that it all rested on this one moment. You’ve killed before. You can do it again. You have to do it again.
Lowering her center of gravity slightly, Ayero’s arm flowed from her first slash to her second—aimed at Merrze’s right leg in an attempt to remove the limb. Should she be successful, Ayero would step back, her chest heaving heavily and blood streaming down her arm. Limbs could be restored with magic, but a lost life could not be regained without tapping into darker forces, as far as she knew.
Leaning on her sword, the older Fanalis cleared her throat and spoke, lifting her head towards Eligos. ”I’m sorry. I cannot complete your final task.” As fatigued as she was, her voice rung strongly within the chamber.
”I think I understand what you are looking for in a candidate. But Merrze…” Ayero would grunt and roll on her feet to stand at her full height, no longer using her sword as a crutch. She pointed the blade at the other woman as if gesturing to her. ”She has given me no reason to try and end her life. Though we are in competition to gain your power, she has not harmed my family, my country, my loved ones. I will not hesitate to strike down those who have malicious intent, for I protect through my strength.”
Nodding her head briefly in respect to the Djinn, Ayero could feel the heat of her own breath on her chest. She had worked so hard, come so far…but her beliefs were firm. ”I intended to use your power to protect, but I will not allow myself to kill this woman who has done no wrong.” She glanced sideways towards Merr before facing Eligos with eyes of cold steel, her heart racing as she spoke. If this cost her the power Djinn, then so be it, but she would not compromise her morals.
[90/290]
[Tomato Ammo: 4/10]
[Kabu Ammo: 14/20]
[Vittoria Damage: 100/600]
[Gyatso Damage: 80/400]
[Ayero Damage: B-tier to arm]
CD:
-Cross Slash (7)
-Simple block (3)
-Swift Roll (1)
The Fanalis woman could feel the telltale signs of her blade slicing cleanly through Merrze’s arm, the bone and muscle giving only slight resistance against her blade, but not enough to decelerate its path in the slightest. A small pang of victory rose in her stomach when her opponent’s arm had been removed, but she predicted that this would not stop the fiery young Fanalis and continued to pour magoi into her weapon for the anticipated counter.
Sustaining Stramazzone, Ayero batted away Merrze’s Dragon Slice with the first slash of her blade, bending back slightly in an attempt the stream of blood from where Merrze’s arm had been removed. She was breathing heavily, wracked with indecision, guilt and anger—but knew that it all rested on this one moment. You’ve killed before. You can do it again. You have to do it again.
Lowering her center of gravity slightly, Ayero’s arm flowed from her first slash to her second—aimed at Merrze’s right leg in an attempt to remove the limb. Should she be successful, Ayero would step back, her chest heaving heavily and blood streaming down her arm. Limbs could be restored with magic, but a lost life could not be regained without tapping into darker forces, as far as she knew.
Leaning on her sword, the older Fanalis cleared her throat and spoke, lifting her head towards Eligos. ”I’m sorry. I cannot complete your final task.” As fatigued as she was, her voice rung strongly within the chamber.
”I think I understand what you are looking for in a candidate. But Merrze…” Ayero would grunt and roll on her feet to stand at her full height, no longer using her sword as a crutch. She pointed the blade at the other woman as if gesturing to her. ”She has given me no reason to try and end her life. Though we are in competition to gain your power, she has not harmed my family, my country, my loved ones. I will not hesitate to strike down those who have malicious intent, for I protect through my strength.”
Nodding her head briefly in respect to the Djinn, Ayero could feel the heat of her own breath on her chest. She had worked so hard, come so far…but her beliefs were firm. ”I intended to use your power to protect, but I will not allow myself to kill this woman who has done no wrong.” She glanced sideways towards Merr before facing Eligos with eyes of cold steel, her heart racing as she spoke. If this cost her the power Djinn, then so be it, but she would not compromise her morals.
[90/290]
[Tomato Ammo: 4/10]
[Kabu Ammo: 14/20]
[Vittoria Damage: 100/600]
[Gyatso Damage: 80/400]
[Ayero Damage: B-tier to arm]
CD:
-Cross Slash (7)
-Simple block (3)
-Swift Roll (1)
- Spoiler:
One slash aimed to counter Dragon Slice, the other slash aimed at Merrze's leg.
Name: Stramazzone (Way of Old)
Tier: Ω (Magoi manipulation)
Cost: 50 Stamina|25 Sustained
Weapon Type: Sword
Class Offense
Range: Close
Cool-Down: Once Per Thread
Description: Ayero delivers two strikes with her sword at 30 m/s. Each strike does A-tier damage.