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Cain would glare at the man, making direct eye contact. However he had kept his cool by this new figure, curious about one thing.... “How...do you eat?” Cain would suddenly ask. “I mean, do you just drink? Or...err...this isn’t...this isn’t important right now is it.”
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  • "...Well, it's.. complicated. Don't really eat, but I.. You did hear what I just said, didn't you?" [i]The man would speak yet, as two golden eyes would then meet Cain's eyes. Eerily golden, a corrupting type of gold.. one fueled by a deep, consuming greed.[/i]

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  • “Oh! Yes, about retreat. Sorry, but that’s not my particular style.” Cain would blatantly say as he readied himself, one foot in front of another that made him look as if even the gods couldn’t move him if they tried. “You speak of ‘lunacy.’ I don’t know what you mean, but all I know is that people have manipulated me my entire life. I choose my own path, and commander Freya is apart of that.”

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  • "...There really [i]is[/i] no hope for your lot. I thought better, but-" [i]An arrow flew past Cain's side, strung back and released by a Trayven soldier as the arrow then slammed into the cloaked being's neck, twisting it's way through his Adam's apple as the feathers punched through the flesh and cords of his neck. Yet the being merely gagged a little, fingers wrapping around the shaft and improperly ripping the shaft and arrowhead.[/i] "[i]Wow.[/i] Nice troops." [spoiler][url=https://youtu.be/0ZmyDmb5XcA]SimBi J - Angel of Darkness[/url][/spoiler] [i]Outside from his cocky demeanor, Cain had more things to focus in, as arrows began to appear behind the cloaked, masked being and fly upon Cain and his group. Cover would be the best option.[/i]

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  • “SHIELDS UP MEN!” Cain would yell at his comrades. He leapt off the railing of the wall and behind his men who had gathered, as they raised their shields. Cain would crouch down as his men formed their own cover, themselves. He would also risk grabbing a nearby ladder and sliding it off the wall beside him, towards his men who had not yet ascended. As the arrows [i]*thunked!*[/i] against the shields of his men, Cain would yell. “NOW! FORWARD!” His men had formed a phalanx, and width of the wall now had a new barrier moving across it.

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  • [i]Those Tribune solders who were still upon the wall, being seemingly cut down by an assassin hired by the Trayvens and now attacked by the phalanx, had begun to flee from the sight of an approaching force, their supplies and numbers dwindled down too much.[/i] [i]Yet Cain would face trouble, yet, as the masked figure would then climb and scale a tower in the background, one of Khalosh's own proportions: the being would hang off of the side, having acquired range as he would fire off a single, burning arrow..[/i] [i]Why just a single one, and where it would hit, was the question.[/i]

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  • Cain’s eye’s widened as it arced through the air and towards the stonework. The light of the arrow reflected off of his glassy blue eyes as he yelled at his men. “EVERYONE OFF THE WALL NOW!!!” He yelled as all of his men(the 8 who had made it up, not including the one that had been killed) leapt off the wall and landed in the city streets, along with Cain of course.

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  • [i]The arrow would explode in a flurry pf raging flame, burning the backs of the escaping warriors as the archer would then turn back, scaling onto a shorter building above Cain and seemingly following him from above.[/i] "[i]Oh[/i], so we're running now?" [i]The courtyard of the city was pure chaos, the ground covered with corpses of men and women. Some in purple, some in white, a few civilians.. some were simply too burnt or too torn away at to be recognized.[/i]

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  • Looking at his fellow men, Cain knew he would have to take down the archer. He picked up a bow and arrow off the ground, as well as a quiver with six arrows. “Men, kill as many of these invaders as you can. I will deal with the archer!” Cain yelled, putting his spear on his back as he knocked an arrow into the bow and sprinted towards the building the archer had scaled, sticking to cover as he did so to prevent an untimely arrow from striking his throat.

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  • [i]As Cain would come to the roof, he would find his foe awaiting him, now facing the Coldbourne upon the plain roof. All around them, the city was filled with screams and raging flames as the Trayvens had begun to utilize their siege machines, storming the walls and soon storming the gates.[/i] [i]The archer sighed, noticing the bow and arrows that Cain had upon him. At that, he would merely outstretch his arms - a taunt?[/i]

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  • Cain wasted no time, as this was combat after all. He may not have been good with words, or people... But he knew how to kill them. He also knew how to use the how he held, in fact, it came like second nature to him as he held the weapon in his hand. He instantly knocked the arrow and drew back, releasing upon hitting his anchor point and letting the arrow fly towards his intended target.

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  • [i]The arrow would whistle towards it's target, flung towards his chest, yet the masked individual would step to his right as the arrow flew through the space between his body and his outstretched arm. His right arm would be brought down, flinging two daggers towards Cain's being.[/i]

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  • Cain quickly dove to the right, his bow outstretched as he did so. The daggers flew and cut across the string, making the bow collapse with a [i]”thud!”[/i] In Cain’s Hand. Feeling the breakage, Cain tossed the bow aside as he swiftly drew his spear off his back, planting his feet in the ground firmly.

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  • [i]As Cain took to drawing his spear, his foe would seemingly draw another weapon, but this time outstretching his hand above his masked head: the fabric of space, even in the miasma that coated Khalosh, seemed to break as the being would draw a flaming claymore: forty-eight inches long, seemingly an absurd weapon to use in such a scenario. Yet he didn't mind, as the flames were then extinguished as if obeying his will, as he rested the weapon against his shoulder and approached.[/i]

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  • Off out by the man’s magic, Cain furrowed his bro, but it would take more then that to deter him. This man may have had a claymore now, bud Cain still had reach. He held his spear in both his hands, before suddenly dashing forwards. He then slid across the gravelly rooftop, and pointed his spear arm(right arm) at the figure. The shaft of the spear slid through Cain’s hand, darting directly towards he man’s chest as Cain was ready to grip his spear again as soon as he found purchase.

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  • [i]The man would maneuver into the range of combat, maintaining a surprising agility, even with such a mighty blade kept against his shoulder. He would suddenly strafe to the left, spinning his body around in an odd fashion of combat, suddenly swinging the greatsword at Cain's spear as it was thrusted forwards.[/i] [i]If Cain didn't withdraw, he might face some trouble.[/i]

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  • However, Cain wouldn’t have too. With such a telegraphed attack, Cain would easily have enough time to dash forward, grasping the neck of his spear by grasping at the butt with his left hand and sliding his hand forward in the blink of an eye. As the claymore made its motion, Cain would raise his legendarily forged spear up enough to meet the claymore, closer to the left side of the spear(where his left hand would be)having steel meet in a clash of foes. Then, Cain would whisper something in his mind as soon as it would meet, to follow through with a sequence that had helped him in combat so many times before with swordsmen. [i]”Check.”[/i] As the steel would clash, he would take advantage of the force generated from the claymore striking the left side of his spear, halting it as predicted. He immediately followed trough by swinging the right side of the spear forward, so that the dragon head would face the centre of his opponents mass. Then, he would thrust forward.

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  • [i]The spearhead would push through whatever light plating was covering the man's chest, his body arching forwards as the head of the weapon was pushed through his solar plexus. A spurt of blood escaped the new wound, dripping past the spear's tip. The masked individual looked up at Cain, dropping the claymore with a ruckus of a clatter.[/i] "...Damn.. I thought the stupid spin would throw you off, too bad I underestimated." [i]The cloaked being would begin to push himself off of the spearhead, only to fall against the ground and kick a little. Yet he was able to draw a dagger from his rapidly bleeding jacket, one final gurgle leaving his masked voice.[/i] "...You have no idea of what will happen.. if you win." [i]In his last moments, the man would press the blade against his chest, as if it was one final salute, a puddle of blood now forming underneath his body. He had gone still.[/i]

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  • Cain looked down at the body, standing straight and still. The cold winds of winter cut through his snowy hair as his ice blue eyes locked with the now lifeless soldiers. He would stab his weapon into the ground, before kneeling down to the man. He raised his hand to his eye lids, and gently lowered them down, so that they would be closed. With that, Cain stood up, grasping his spear. And with his grip, a sense of doubt coursed through his system. “What did he mean?” He spoke to himself. “What...will happen? The commander...she...she wouldn’t be lying to us, would she?” He continued to ask. “Alex would know...he was always so good at reading people. My little brother....” Cain would look down solemnly at his feet, shaking his head then to get it out of his system. He had orders, and he had to see them through. But, he would have to capture one of the soldiers alive now if possible, and interrogate them himself. Cain’s loyalty came at a price, and that price now was the betterment of Tatakai, no matter the cost. And if Freya was not there to aid him in his quest of redemption.... She would die. He tore his spear from the ground, before sprinting down the buildings stair well and making his way out into the streets. It seemed that without the dark archers help, his men were able to eliminate the remaining forces in the area. He would look to them, and they to him. “Sorry I had to leave you.” Cain apologized. “I couldn’t allow the archer to fire upon us from above.”

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  • [i]The men would seemingly stand their ground, as the gates had been busted open mere seconds after the archer's death. Soldiers clad in purple stormed Khalosh, driving out the Tribune invaders as the Trayven flag, that beaming golden lion amongst a sea of violet, wavered high from the buildings of the city.[/i] [i]Perhaps finding Freya would be for the best, or finding her elder sister. If something was going on.. it was one or the other. Freya was likely upon the cleared battlefield, soon to reach the opened gates of the city. Isabella, meanwhile, was probably at the base camp that was within the forest.[/i] [spoiler]D E C I S I O NS >Confront Freya head-on. >Confront Isabella, Freya's sister.[/spoiler]

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  • Edited by Inflatablepants: 12/16/2017 5:58:17 AM
    Cain had heard of Isabella, but he had not met her yet. It would be strange to confront her on an issue like this. Freya would be an easier time for him but... He wouldn’t want to believe what either of them had to say. He needed a different source. A tribune soldier. “Men, assist in the occupation of the gate, consider our mission a success. I’ll find any stragglers and ensure they cannot succeed in an ambush.” Cain would tell his men, this was his...first lie. Or more like a half truth. That said his constantly calm dialect remained unwavering as he spoke. [spoiler]third option if possible. Find a tribune soldier [/spoiler]

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  • "Yes sir," [i]One would respond, proceeding onwards with his duty as the remaining troops would follow, leaving Cain to his scouting.[/i] [i]To save time..[/i] [i]Cain wouldn't find too many Tribune soldiers that weren't already dead or being drug into Trayven custody. Men and women alike, fallen to the golden lions. The stench of the dead lingered throughout the city. And yet.. Cain would catch a faint glimmer of white, turning into an alleyway.[/i] [spoiler]You can capture in one post, FYI. Just to save time, lol.[/spoiler]

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  • Cain furrowed his brow before sprinting after the white glimmering figure. He would dash towards him, before grasping and taking hold of his shoulder. “Wait, you!” He yelled upon taking hold.

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  • "M-Mercy, sir!" [i]The cloaked being would yell out - he was a cleric for the Tribune's cause, a field medic judging from his bloodied robes, tired demeanor, and lack of melee weaponry.[/i] [i]It was as if he expected to be slain.[/i]

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  • “You have it!” Cain would immediately respond as be pinned the man against the ally wall. It was...an oddly forceful answer. But Cain said it angrily, even though it wasn’t all that intimidating a statement. “I am...confused.” He admitted to the cleric.

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  • Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 12/16/2017 6:18:03 AM
    "...Confused?" [i]The cleric would fight back shortly, before soon realizing that he couldn't break free from Cain's grasp. He would grip onto Cain's hand as if still trying to pry him off, sighing as his breathing turned shaky.[/i]

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