Forest of Shadows!

Theme: Medieval

Location: Forest of Shadows

Description: The fight takes place in a deep and thick forest in middle Europe. The trees are mostly conifers or oaks and there might be lakes and open grounds in the forest. ( You may think up different locations in the forest, for ex. a hut or a cave etc.)

Who: Juss - Thorog Ark Shogun vs. Bluelink6! - BLT

Rules: Winner has to survive!

IC:

Thorog was walking trough the lonely and quiet forest. He felt the relaxing smell and aura of the forest, for him at least. It was dark and wet, and it was horrifying. Animals were lurking everywhere and eyes of birds reflected from the top of trees. And suddenly, it was all quiet. It seemed as Thorog had heard something.

'' Is it really a young warrior there? Come out and taste my steel!'' Thorog roared like a beast. The animals were gone, escaped because of the fear what the demon-giant was able to cause with his bare voice. And then he unseated his sword to be ready for every sudden move of his new pray, BLT.

"Bah, I hate foresty smells. "
Said Blt, stepping out hwere Thorog could see him.
"and the animals,they annoy me. Especially those twigs-it was that snapping twig that made you hear me, wasn't it? And tasting steel...? the only person eatings steel here will be you!"

Lunging at Thorog, Blt pulled out his pair of daggers, and attempted to stab thorog in the head, right hand dagger first.

BLT charged at him, aiming for his head. But Thorog had waited for it. Closely he was able to dodge the right dagger and then he jumped back. A smile covered his face almost instantly.

'' You are good!'' Thorog shouted with his loud and powerful voice. And then he swung with sword. It moved high up and then came directly downwards, towards the head of BLT.

Seeing the large sword coming down towards his head, Blt dropped to the floor, rolled to the left, the sword landing hard into teh ground, allowing blt a fraction of a second ot react before Thorog pulled the sword out. Taking the opportunity, Blt used his left hand dagger to stab at Thorog's left ( from Blt's view) rib.
"Keep your voice down!" Exclaimed Blt.

The dagger pierced in to the flesh of Thorog. Blood spilled out and a sound of cracking bone was heard. A powerful, inhuman roar. He pushed himself away from BLT and turned his sword top towards BLT.

'' Nice indeed ... but you are only a mere human!'' He shouted with voice that was filled with power, bloodlust and anger. And then he had flashed behind BLT. His sword was already high up and then it came down at huge speed, directly aimed to cut a limb of BLT.

Blt, on pure instinct ofr survival, moved at incredible speed, his best hope to keep all his limbs. Althugh he kept all of his limbs, his right ( from Thorog's view) arm was cut Badly, Thorog's blade cutting deep into it, drawing much Blood. Screaming
in agony, Blt turned orund, eyes full of revenge, grabbed the dagger still buried in Thorog's ribs, and twisted, Left, then right, poking around in Thorog's ribs with the dagger, before ripping it out, And backflipping painfully to get to safety.
Clutching his injured arm, Blt now, pretty much, on had use of one arm, becuase any movement in his right Arm was agony.
Strapping his sheild to his Right arm, Blt used taht as a defence, to keep it fomr worse injury. With his left arm, Blt grabbed his dagger, and used that as his primary weapon now- with only one fully functional arm, using his obw was almost impossible.