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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/14/2017 1:05:05 AM
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That was when the crimson rune on the First Blade seem to glow a little brighter. It wasn't by much, but Ian would slowly feel his life force ebbing away; having not been wounded, it was barely noticeable, but it was happening.
If he were to concentrate, he would see a strange red mist traveling from his body to Ike's, entering his own body.
Ike grinned wildly, rushing at Ian once more. This time, he feinted a stab, then threw a punch towards Ian, aimed at his gut.
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Ian sidestepped from the fake stab, but just as easily blocked the punch by tilting his swords edge so that it would cut right into Ike's hand.
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When Ike's hand met the sword, as Ian was simply holding it instead of attack, Ike literally bashed it to the side. Ike's hand was indeed cut, yet he took no notice, and the massive amount of life force he had drained from the woman he killed would rapidly heal the wound, anyhow. With Ian's sword bashed to the side, Ike went for a stab to Ian's gut; his riposte, per say.
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Ian let the sword pass through his abdomen, and smiled. Ike was within his reach, and he wasted no time in shoving his left hand forward and into Ike's eyes. With his other hand, he grabbed Ike's neck and threw him into the wall. As he gazed upon Ike's bloodied face, he pulled out the First Blade and tossed it behind him.
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Ian, in fact, didn't get to wall slam Ike or disarm him, because he had a sword penetrating his abdomen and destroying his spine. Ike the pushed forward, shoving his crippled opponent down to the ground, and pulling out his blade. He then proceed to stab Ian's chest, purposely avoiding his heart and going for his lungs. He pulled out, and stabbed again, and again, and again... until Ian's chest was littered with stab wounds that went all the way through him. Ike laughed maniacally as Ian's blood stained his hands and blade, before leaning down and placing his mouth against Ian's neck. He then bit down, crushing his skin and neck. Using nothing but the raw power of his jaws and sharpness of his teeth, he tore out Ian's throat, sending blood splattering all over the street as the cannibal swallowed. Basking in his victory feast.
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[spoiler][quote]let the sword pass through his abdomen[/quote]So through his body, destroying his spine and killing him.[/spoiler]
