Thread: Overtly Barbaric (Broomhandle45 and BobSaget)

Artus barely had a moment to collect his bearings as he heard the loud piercing commands of his savior. Their voice boomed almost as if the sound alone was somehow imbued with power. And what was that? A tone he wasn't quite familiar with, was it....feminine? The thought crossed his mind, but with the urgency of the situation at hand found himself with a lack of the luxury called time. Fingers splayed across the ground between the tufts of grass as the figure released the grip on his torso, his toes bent against the floor as the light fabric that he utilized as 'shoes' flexed with his foot as his toes formed a ninety degree angle with the rest of his sole bending upwards. He lunged forward, the soft whistle of his training allowed him to move with excessive speed, he was quite skilled when it came to movements, the only issue was he hadn't quite honed it to be done at will. All of his strikes an abilities required a 'wind-up' period in order to activate or occur, but when they worked they were quite potent. The grass before him parted with sheer velocity he moved forward, the sound of his movements caused a strange whistling to erupt from the location he was at previously as he quickly dashed across to the other side the figure had appeared from. Digging his palms into the ground with his feet repositioned to the side opposite the location they had been previously he managed to slide himself to a halt about a foot on the other side of the deer. He clambered towards the corpse of the creature before him unable to pay much attention to the Kraken that continued to beat down on his overbearing hero he dug his hands around the neck of the creature before him. Fingers grasping onto the meaty heft of it's neck he managed to place his feet firmly against the hardened dirt of the ground below him, a grunt escaped his lips as he firmly pushed his chest outwards arching his back and hips as he utilized the weight of the deer to assist him. Spinning. Spinning. Spinning. He continued to do so on the balls of his feet as wind and dirt kicked up around him before ultimately unleashing the corpse of the dead animal outwards towards the lake. One spin. Two. Three. The dead animal spun mid air from the power he had managed to muster in the short span of time as it landed squarely between the eyes of the Kraken that had erupted from the water. The tentacles reared back from the sudden impact as the Kraken was suddenly knocked off balance, the large monster was forced beneath the waters as the lake shot up from the behemoth that was shoved beneath it's surface. The water came down in a torrential downpour for a moment or two before the surface of the lake settled back down, the sounds of the Kraken beneath the surface of the water was terrifying to say the least. A gurgling sensation of what sounded like a thick-like substance followed by the cracking of what he could only presume to be bones. We should probably escape while it's preoccupied! Artus exclaimed, his hands cupped around his lips as if to forcibly increase the volume of his words, the distance he had put between himself and the figure had made it difficult to distinguish their features or whom exactly they were, but he had figured...they must be an ally of some sort. Artus moved quickly, his feet picking up into a brisk jog that would equate to a run of the average traveller as he distanced himself from the lake, not slowing down until he came upon a paved road a good half mile out from the lake utilized by many merchants and caravans in the area. Sliding to a halt he placed his hands atop his slightly bent knees, his breathing was ragged and heavy as the adrenaline pumping through his veins reduced significantly, the situation was definitely an experience...yet he wasn't quite prepared for something of that nature to occur.