Thread: Fighting Against the Universe (Chaos x Sketchyequine)

The blue elf slowly stepped out of the pit he was kept in, holding an impressive sword and shield, but had been stripped of his warrior's armor. He felt as if they did not want to live, especially when he looked upon the Ettin before him. It was a massive hulking brute, over twenty feet tall with two heads and gray skin, and wore some kind of thick grungy leather as some form of armor. In it's hands it carried a massive and crude metal club of some kind, with which it planned to splatter it's opponent. The elf sighed as the two heads snarled before the creature rushed at him. Surely they expected him to die, but they were fools who did not know who he was when they captured them. To be fair had ditched his uniform when their group was over run to avoid being ransomed, but he had not expected to be thrown into a gladiator pit. This would complicate things for getting home. At least they had held onto his sword and shield that he fought with. It was not an ornate set of weaponry like many nobles had, but completely practical in design, simple but elegant. The blade was slightly shorter then an ancient gladius, and the shield was round and slightly oval shaped. He started to run, picking up speed as they two combatants neared each other, and waited for the Ettin to strike first, leaping out of the way as the club came smashing down, and dashed in past a leg, slicing at the calf muscle, clean through the thick leather armor. The Ettin howled, and shouted at him. You should just give up tiny elf! SO STOP RUNNING AROUND AND LET US HURT YOU!!! the two heads taunted him. The blue elf grimaced, and shook his head, and began the dance with the Ettin where it would swing wide and hard at him, and he would narrowly dodge and occasionally get in a slice or two at it's arm or leg. He was hoping he was wearing it out, but it didn't seem to slow down. Foolish elf, you will die in this fight, I am always chosen to kill the undesirables. SO JUST LET US SMASH YOU INTO THE GROUND TINY MAN!!! I think not. Do you not tire of entertaining these blood thirsty fools? The elf responded back, wondering if he could talk some sense in to at least one of the heads. I will not be trapped here forever, and I will certainly not die here. You are a fool to think that little elf, everyone dies in here eventually. A BIG DUMB DUMB!!! THERE IS NO ESCAPE!!! And with that the monster swung it's mighty club again. The elf sighed, and lept to the side before grabbing the club and swinging himself up towards the Ettin's heads, bashing the smarter one in the face with his shield and smacking the other hard on the top of it's head with the pommel of his sword, before leaping away as the Ettin stumbled back in pain, falling to one knee before the Elf. The elf rushed back in, slashing and stabbing with short controlled slices and thrusts to cut through the armor and skin of the Ettin, but not to gut him entirely. He did not relent until the Ettin fell forward, wounded and loosing blood. The crowd cheered, and shouted for him to finish off the monster, as the Ettin looked to him. Just do it, and finish the job, why do you leave me to live? END THE PAIN TINY MAN!!! No. He said, and tossed the sword into the ground. I may have use for you yet, and I'm sure they'll be mad if I kill their prized Gladiator Killer. he said, and looked to the crowed, shoving his hands in the air. I will not be contained. The Ettin rolled his eyes. You are a fool. A BIG DUMB DUMB!!! As the blue elf was declared the winner, much to the dismay of some, but to the surprise and joy of many many more, guards came over to bring him back to his cell. He picked his sword back up and walked back into the holding area without a fight, handing over his weapons begrudgingly. He would not be held here long, and he was sure his family would want him back once they found out he was still alive. He just had to hold out until then, unless he could start a revolution and escape.