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Angelus

Angelus
A-Tier
A-Tier

Duel Against:

Under the shade of an oak tree, Angelus bit into an apple. It was to be his snack before the new Coliseum match that had been set up only a month after the last concluded. It had been quite bothersome, and irritating, but Angelus had been garnering fans like moths lately. Perhaps his sudden rise of notoriety was due to that young Fanalis man that rose Angelus' hand up to the crowd. Not quite yet accustomed to the random people coming up to him up on the streets of the capital city, he enjoyed the rural outskirts. It was about time for him to get up however and meet with his sponsor who had his last set of new gear for the menacing gladiator prodigy. Angelus had to walk to the estate of the man just before the match, and pick the new pristine gear up. It had begun to be very exciting for the Coliseum spectators whenever Angelus fought, since the duels usually were quite flashy. It was especially the case with the previous duet duel.

Angelus: "I have only begun.."

Said the determined figure, walking before the doors of the estate. It was only a few months ago now that Angelus was a mere common person, no renown to his name whatsoever. Yet, once he began to unveil his genius understanding of combat to the people of the capital and the military, his fame grew exponentially. It was only but a mere foundation for what he wanted to do. Angelus had to be careful to not get ahead of himself though. If he overestimated himself, he could quickly be humbled at a second's notice, and left dumbfounded, or even dead. Angelus knew though that he was far from what he wanted to be though. It was hard to quell the man's thirst for power, for dominance. It was the only way he could do as he saw fit. Therefore, he worked hard, day in and day out. Angelus was filled to the brim with resolve for his goals. Entering the estate and being guided to Lucius, he were to meet again with the man, where the man were to gift Angelus new set of weapons.

Lucius: "Angelus, good to see you. You have been bringing me great profit, so I have bought you some new gear. It is a two handed immaculate bastard sword known as Fool's Gold, and a shiny new shield known as the Standing Mirror. It is quite nice, right? It is said the sword can turn into a dust that can reform at will of the user. While the shield on the other hand can blind others."

Explained the smiling sponsor, displaying the two new weapons on a table.

Angelus: "These are quite nice. Thank you, Lucius. Anyhow, let us go now to the duel. You told me before I will be fighting with Knuckles yet again, right?"

Inquired the young man, equipping his new weapons.

Lucius: "Yes, everyone loved the duel, so we set up another one."

Confirmed the sponsor, walking behind Angelus to the Coliseum.

Angelus: "Is that so. Well, I ought to put on a show then. It is time for an encore, Knuckles."

Mumbled the man to himself, walking past excited crowds gathering within the great and grand Coliseum where gladiators perished or thrived. It never ceased to bewilder the prodigy warrior how people got thrilled to witness bloodshed. It was truly a horrific sport of Reim, but a sport none the less. Angelus painted his lips with the black paint he ever so loved. It were to rile up the crowds before the match as they saw him enter. News of the Ibania campaign had begun to reach the capital. So people knew Angelus not as just a gladiator, but a man who decapitated a head of a Senator of Reim. It made the white haired man the most well known he had ever been before. Though, he was no person as popular as some of the politicians or even the undisputed leader of Reim's Republic and Fanalis Corps, Octavius. That was to soon end however. Angelus walked into the barracks, and were to enter when called upon by the Coliseum announcers. With a slow strut into the arena, he rose his bastard sword up while the spectators roared in anticipation for the new duel.

Angelus: "It is a pleasure to meet you again, Knuckles. I am sure you have set your eyes on a target by now, as I have. Let us put on a great encore."

Said the man, prepared to fight and draw the blood of his foes. Angelus' eyes focused intently on the man before him he were to mark as a target. It was a magician that looked close combat ready, having a bright crimson dagger out and his dark wand.

Plot Log: Fool's Gold obtained. Standing Mirror obtained.

Wordcount: 803

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Knuckles Shi

Knuckles Shi
A-Tier
A-Tier

Opponent:


Patience was not something the red haired man had. His growth seemed stunned in fact he felt as if her was going no where and fast. His growth with his Magoi was something, but it had halted almost as fast as it had come. Within the walls of his mind he wondered, was this the height of his power? Could he not exceed his current state without seeking out something as silly as a Djinn, he thought recalling gamigan again. His lost in a battle there still eating away at him. It gave nutrition to his anger and his wanting to surpass what he had been.  The plan of returning to where he grew so strong in hopes to gain more strength seemed to be lack luster. Though he had met other strong warriors and fighters on the battle field it was not the same as the danger of the unknown he fought within the Dungeon. These people, these humans did not have the same threat to him as even the Fire wraith. It had been so long ago, but yet it was the freshest memory within his head. It plagued him ever time he closed his eyes.  His emerald green eyes shifted to his assortment of weapons. Perhaps he could find a new way to fight, perhaps that was where his error lied in resorting to the same old fashioned style he had come to adopt.  the more he thought of it the more sure of it he became, yes, he need to add more to his kit, different sword strikes, different movements with the yo-yo and serious practice more with his darts and increase his knowledge of poison. If that was all it took and than idiot off the street could surely be strong, there was something more. He would become a master with his dart gun and his yo-yo even design different sword strikes, but would not be enough to catch that man. He needed to insert himself into a place that only the strongest would emerge the other side from.  It was time to return to Helio and go beyond it into the the rumored area where those who stepped in would never step out. If he could do this he could fine the power within him to surpass others. He would need to master his Magoi fully, over come the shortcomings of his race and bypass his limiters. Even if Octavious, the ruler of the Fanalis Corps had the power of a Djinn Knuckles knew being a Fanalis that magoi was a very limited resource to his kind.  

Pulling him from his thoughts was the familiar voice of a human he had recognized to be strong. Angelus, the true spirit of a warrior and gladiator if he had ever seen it.  Nodding his head for a reply Knuckles reached to Garb his sword and shield.  There was nothing else he wished to use today, often limiting his equipment he had to a few.  There was something new however, a set of boots that were in his opinion ugly, but given to him as a gift they were able to give those who wore them the power to step on air. This would shift Knuckles into an area of combat he had never known.  After fixing his shield to his arm and sheathing his sword into the shield Knuckles looked back to the human as they made way to the gate. " Yes, I found a man with a strong win streak I will end. Before we start though, no need to lone me help like before. I pride myself on not using power that isn't my own.  

He'd look away from the human and back to the gate as he stretched his neck, readying for battle. He could feel his heart starting to beat a slight bit faster, the thrill of a fight still would rise within him, he still lusted for such a thing. This would be his sign that perhaps he was expecting too much out of himself too quickly.  The gates chains would make noise as the became tight and rattled lifting the gate on both sides. Knuckles would not waste a single moment, he was eager to get this over with and in good fashion.

Taking off in a full sprint his green eyes scanned across to the two opposing forces.  Finding his target Knuckles grinned with bloodthirsty thoughts as he'd taken a single step darting 10 meters directly in front of him instantly as blurring speeds. His foe for today did not seem to be bothered by the speeds, as he too would match it with his own speeds, Lion's step would happen as the two zoomed towards each other.  

The two meet up in the center of the arena as sparks flew as the two blades met, each fighter pushing to off set the other. No words would be spoken as they both broke the push and tried with another attack, Knuckles swung his blade with and over head strike, in this moment Rufus would seek to place his dagger into the belly of knuckles quickly, Knuckles Parried with his shield knocking the blade off course, but prevent his own attack. Tuer Lunge, a move frequented used by Rufus aimed at the sword arm of Knuckles and found target, dealing A tier Damage to Knuckles right arm, forcing him to  drop his blade. It seemed as if the battle would be all but over now as the Dagger wielder would follow up using his Sanguis Draw, forcing the blood to rush out Knuckles' as if it were pressured. Feeling the effects instantly Knuckles' knee start to give under his weight. Rufus smiled from under his mask, he had him! With a stabbing motion he went in for the throat of Knuckles, again Knuckles lifted his shield to parry scaling it to increase it to A tier Defense as a batted the strike away.  While filled with rage, Knuckles ignored the pain in his arm as he cocked back his left arm, with his Rage punch he'd quickly send his fist into the face of Rufus, scaling it to A tier allowing his full strength to come out and sending his anger out into the Dagger holder. The attack shattering bone in his face.  




Skills:
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WC:1053/1600
Stamina: 330/410
Magoi:170/170



Last edited by Knuckles Shi on 09/05/21, 02:02 pm; edited 1 time in total


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Angelus

Angelus
A-Tier
A-Tier


By the entrances of the Coliseum, the roars resonating loud, the men that were gladiator partners exchanged words. Once again, they were to fight together to decimate the rather tough enemies before them now. It seemed that both men could expect quite rigorous duels. However, before the duels begun, the fanalis were to inform Angelus that he did not wish for any help. It appeared that the prideful Knuckles preferred to only use his own power. Angelus were to nod his head to the honorable gladiator. Upon this stage is where the young soldier intended to display how far he had come since he started fighting here. It was a highly anticipated duel. Angelus had truly come far from the day he began to vigorously fight for the prosperity of his fate. Clutching his bastard sword tightly with both hands, he were to stare intensely at his foe that looked to be a mage of some high tier. It were to be Angelus' first duel facing a properly trained magician. If he were to win this duel, he had to be prepared to face whatever magic that may be thrown at him by this dark magician. However, with not much experience facing the likes of magic, Angelus had to just learn and face his magic as the duel went on.

Orev: "I have heard much of you, warrior. I hope you are more fun than those other buffoons I slew."

Voiced the dark clothed magician, casting a menacing spell with his wand. It were to be quite a frightening beast that emerged from the magic, but for the unfazed white haired man, this was but an obstacle in his path to securing his victory. It was to be dealt with swiftly. Angelus staring dead at the feathered beast, he begun to dash with no hesitation or second thought. Perhaps this mage had gone too long without facing a true rival, a true warrior, one who matched his magic. It was a lucky day for the gothic magician, for he had met an equal, or worse. Angelus were to close the distance with the dark beast, and face the bird up close. It were to try and strike the young man down with a heavy punch.

However, the young long locked warrior evaded this strike by dispersing his bastard sword into a cloud of gold dust and then concealing his location with the cloud. Angelus were to reform the blade of the bastard sword on the wrist of the beast and swipe the hand of the beast clean off. It were to make a thud upon striking the ground, lifeless. However, very quickly the white haired warrior found out that the beast could regenerate. It had already begun to regenerate. It was not a particularly good thing to learn about during this duel. Angelus sighed for a moment, before then trying to rush past the avian beast that was reforming. It was time to head straight for the source, Orev..!

Orev: "Finish my beast before me, dunce!"

Yelled out the magician, hoping he could stay far from the man.

Angelus: "No."

Said cold and bluntly the not dumb gladiator. It was to die a fool to persist on trying to destroy that beast. If it could reform continuously, there was no point. Dashing right for the black mage, Angelus prepared to defend. It was quite likely that the magician was to throw out more magic. Nearing only closer to the mage were to indeed provoke him to then defend. Angelus rose up his shield and would block the incoming magic that was just thrown out. It was a flock of pitch black birds that flew at him. A smirk behind his shield, he were to return to his charge at the mage. However, as this occurred, the beast had reformed at last. It were to try and strike down Angelus yet again. One strike was enough, Angelus were to cut the leg of the beast off, causing the beast to fall, unable to maintain balance.

After the beast fell, Angelus were to recalibrate his focus onto Orev. Angelus were to step up to the man and prepare to take his head off his very shoulders. Orev were to try and parry a slash from Angelus, but Angelus were to feed magoi to his laurel band which were to coat his blade in a veil of razor magic. It were to help win the clash for the warrior. Angelus' blade were to overpower the parry by Orev and he were to cut the man on his chest, and then follow it with another slash, dealing A-Tier to the man. Trying to protect himself, he were to jump back in pain and cast his borg for he could recuperate. However, the persistent Angelus were to not let the dark mage get a moment to rest whatsoever. Pouring magoi into his bastard sword again, he were to have the sword disperse and reform, stabbing the borg, undoing the borg.

Angelus: "You are not very scary nor fun."

No remorse in his voice, he whispered into the ear of the mage, driving his blade that had reformed onto the hilt deeper into the chest of the mage as he could do nothing but accept the fate that befell him here. It was long due, for he had truly sinister sins to repent for. Angelus stared him deep in his eyes, with that same lifeless look that past foes of Orev looked at him with when they were dead, and now the same look that the unholy and immoral Orev were to take on. It was the end of the path of fate for the mage. Angelus drove his bastard sword within the heart of the man to deal A-Tier damage, and were to then cut his head off for one last instance of A-Tier damage, returning the man to from which he came, the rukh.

Orev: "Y-you.."

It were the last words Orev were to mutter before his head came off. Angelus were to grab the man by his hair and rise the head up to the crowd to show them what came of those who toyed and played with enemies just to torture them. It was the most inhumane way to slay a man. Angelus wished to make an example of Orev to the crowd and those that may be spectating. Unnecessary pain and suffering was not to be tolerated by Angelus nor his comrades. It was cruel, and served no purpose but to entertain. Glancing back at Knuckles, the white haired man were to drop the head of the dark mage and stroll to the fanalis victor. Angelus' hands quite bloodied now, he were to outstretch his hand to the man and celebrate the victory of this here duel. Angelus' earrings jingled as he made his steps, while his lipstick exhibited the rebel like and unique nature of Angelus. In his heart lied a deep and strong conviction to improve, to be great, to lead, and to display his dominance.

Wordcount: 1177

Overall Wordcount: 1980

Magoi: 265

FINIS


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Knuckles Shi

Knuckles Shi
A-Tier
A-Tier

With his foe's face now shattered his face started to swell, yet drupe down at the same time.  Knuckles felt the pressured blood start to slow but the effect had already taken over. He felt light headed, weak, his face likely white showing he was going to pass out from the lack of blood. A lot of blood had been pulled out from his arm. It was okay though, he would get pass this and get himself to finish off this gladiator.  

As Rufus bounce off the ground and slide back Knuckles would act quickly needing to get his blade from the ground. With his Fanalis speed he rushed to his blade, picking it up with his left arm, it was times such as these he was glad his shield was not one that was needed to be held with his hand but strapped to his forearm. Times like this his pride of a Fanalis would emit in full scale as the weight of the shield would not hurt his ability to move or use it as it was as it might a race not gifted with such strength.   Knuckles felt the hilt of his bronze blade gave him a smile to his lips, it was a look like a lion in the wild about to feast upon it's wounded prey.

Rufus started to reach his feet, refusing to take a lost to his undefeated record and not to a Fanalis, something he had trained to beat with his master who was the very thing he was fighting today. A strong unfaltering Fanalis warrior who's single blow could kill most.  Rufus knew he should probably be dead from that punch his training however had helped him overcome such a hit.  

"Well, that was something. You can be proud you will die having landed a hand upon me. A feat not many even your kind have not done too often. It will be the last time though."

Knuckles took advantage of Rufus' rise to his feet and talk a little smack. Knuckles lowered his sword to his dangling hand allowing his limp hand to hover over it as he focused his magoi and took a deep breath concentrating as he did so, and soon a red tint would glow over the blade showing its magoi manipulation properties had come to life.  Rufus spat blood out his mouth as a red liquid had covered his teeth when he showed a smile showing he was still confident he had this fight won.  If you took the status of both men into note he would look to have the upper hand. Knuckles was down an arms function, while Rufus face was simply broken to the surface. Though Knuckles knew his full scaled Rage punch was more than just a simple attack to shatter cheek bone. The brain would have rattle around a bit. That attack that landed would have injuries to the brain, it would either swell or bleed.  

Knuckles shifted his legs into an offensive stance that could shift defensive quickly. Rufus rushed towards the Fanalis with a single dagger in his hand, stabbing it at Knuckles, Knuckles slapped it upwards and stretched his arm out, his blade arced out and sliced across the chest of Rufus slicing it open allowing blood pour out Rufus' chest. Knuckles would then bring the blade back down slicing at the arm that held the dagger slicing it off and cleanly through as the red glow of the blade applied all the properties of his Infusion.

Rufus had a look of shock as he staggered towards Knuckles until he fell forward, his head falling towards Knuckles. The Fanalis allow it to slam into his shield until it dropped to the ground now lifeless.

Knuckles looked over to the human Angelus seeing him done with battle. Knuckles met the man as he stabbed his sword into the ground shacking the hand of the human.

WC:656+1053=1709/1500
Stamina: 330/410
Magoi:130/170


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