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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/15/2017 1:22:34 AM
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Faolin then bashed down on her blade and Shield. Immediately under the first blow she felt all the weight and anger put into the swing. Her sword collapsed down into her shield and her shield was bashed down into her body. He continued to strike, giving her no opportunities to attack him with her own weapons.
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Lyn easily endured the attacks as his blade continiously slid off the shield, deflecting most of the energy so Faolin was simply tiring himself out.
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Then, out of now where, he suddenly backed up and then kicked at the shield. So much forced was carried behind the blow that Lyn was sent onto her back. Then, Faolin jumped on her and brought his blade down on her pointed down in a fit of anger.
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Lyn used her shield to deflect it to her side while her other hand slashed at Faolin's leg with the sword.
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It was a clean cut as he reeled down with blood spattering from his leg. As his blade impaled the ground beside Lyn. Then, he gripped her blade wrist. He held it down beside her as she felt the full weight of his power hold her down. Then, he began to punch her. Again. This time, he was on top of her. He whaled on her, each punch hitting her face like a semi-truck.
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With a broken and now bloody nose as well as a heavily bruised face, Lyn smashed her knee up between Faolin's legs with all her might.
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"GAH!" He yelled as he recoiled. He fell off of Lyn and beside his blade, holding his now wounded manhood with his left hand and cursing wildly. This would give Lyn enough time to get up.
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Lyn smoothly stood up with her shield raised. "Surrender, Faolin." She then spit some blood from her mouth. "It doesn't have to end like this."
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Faolin ripped his sword from the ground, and looked at Lyn. He took in heavy breaths and stared at her like a wild animal. "You don't get it, do you? I can't surrender. I won't surrender. Because the only thing that matters to me now, is to skin your pretty bruised face off your skull and tape it to my tank!"
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"Aw, you still think I'm pretty....Undisciplined animal...." Lyn muttered the last part as she began to circle Faolin.
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"Aye I do. But I think you'll make a finer corpse I can parade through the city then a smart ass little bird who's been a thorn in my side too long!" He yelled as he kept his blade pointed at Lyn, not making a move yet.
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"I think I've been far worse than a simple thorn. I mean, after how hard I hit you you're never having kids." Lyn snickered and kept her distance.
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"Oh, you're funny. SO. FUNNY." He yelled at her. "You know what's funny? The idea of skinning your corpse!" He yelled as he quickly jumped forward. He didn't jump high, he just jumped across the ground, closing the gap between him and Lyn as he landed his feet.
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Lyn charged when he leaped. With her shield raised at his chest she crashed into him at full force, her sword pulled back, ready to cut his hand if he lashed out at her.
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She crashed into his chest which made him slide back. He winced as he gripped his blade tightly to his side and swung towards Lyn's own blade.
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Faolin's sword struck Lyn's, but she held her blade against his surprisingly. While that was happening she kept the shield pressed up against his chest.
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She could smell his blood tainted breath from this close of a range. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was almost purple with anger. Then, he slid his blade off of Lyn's and kicked her in her knee with his right leg. She felt the blow shatter through her knee. He leapt back toward the tank now, chuckling with his work.
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Lyn fell to one knee, clearly in a lot of pain as he fled. With a grunt she got back up to a standing position while her knee creaked painfully.
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"Come on girl!" He taunted. "Don't make me do all the hard work! Finish this! Once and for all!"
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"Unlike you, I don't search for bloodshed." Lyn cracked her neck and limped towards Faolin. "I'm still willing to offer mercy if you surrender."
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Edited by Inflatablepants: 6/16/2017 2:56:09 AM"Heh. There is no fun in that. If you have any hope of facing my father you will know that mercy is worthless." He said. But the way he said it, it was not in his usual beast like demeanour. Blood dropped from his wounds as he winced. "Now come at me! LET'S END THIS! YOU LITTLE SQUANDERING WENCH!"
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Lyn began a light jog towards Faolin with her shield slowly rising. "Name calling is what's actually worthless..."
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Faolin held his ground, his feet planted firmly as he held his blade to the side, leaving him completely open.
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Lyn teleported forward with no notice and stabbed at Faolin's heart while keeping the shield raised. "And my mercy only goes so far..."
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As Lyn flashed in front of him and said her words, Faolin dodged to the side. Lyn felt his meaty hand on the back of her head in a second and he slammed her face into the front of the tank. The impact was... Well, she was hit so hard that it seemed like her pain had gone away. Her vision was a blur as she was concussed, and she felt her blade get knocked out of her hand as her sight cleared. Then, she was turned around and her back slammed into the tank as a firm hand grasped her throat and she felt the heat of steel hover at her neck. Faolin looked her in the eyes, a sadistic grin growing over his face. "Hehehe. Time to clip your wings little bird." He told Lyn as she felt the heat of the blade start to burn at her throat. She could barely see past Faolin as if her vision could only focus on what was in front of her, which would be the man who would kill her.
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"Take an anatomy class sometime. That's a neck not a wing, dumb*ss." Lyn still managed to make a small remark in her drastic situation.
