Thread: Endless War (Spyke LionxKayLove)

Ah, this was it. The familiar thrill before a battle creeping up through Haine's spine, the heat in his blood causing it to boil in his veins. This is what he was meant to do- not become a diplomatic breeding stallion for the kingdom, no... he was meant to fight. To win. To kill. Some may consider his desire to engage is such bloodthirsty acts inhuman, and perhaps they were right. But to Haine, it was natural, it was his purpose. It was what he aspired to do, and what he dreamed of doing every night he closed his eyes. Although the female warrior's harsh comments should pick at his ego, they instead made him smile wider, gratefully accepting the challenge. He wouldn't acknowledge it himself, but he knew that she was no pushover- she was strong in a different sense, the kind of fighter that Haine may have some difficulty fighting. But if the fight were to continue on, it would be more and more on his side... Haine. Ortega stopped the massive brute for one moment, reaching up to place a hand on his black plated shoulder. Before you get carried away, this isn't a fight to the death. It would be bad for both sides if either of you died. Remember that. Quiet. Haine answered, not bothering to look down at the officer. If neither of us fought all out here, we would only disappoint ourselves. This is my battle, so stay out of it. Haine made his way out the doors, following the redheaded warrior. Ortega sighed, running his hands through his hair, walking side by side with the priestess. I hope you know what you're doing by allowing this. Ortega said quietly, making his way out into the courtyard. I imagine your daughter is no slouch by any means, but Haine... well, he's something else. I hope, if anything, they put each other in their own places. The day was beginning to set, the sun dropping below the horizon in time for the duel. The river that surrounded the city nearly glowed with it's burning colors, giving the city another beauty for the time of day. The wind lightly graced over Haine's body, blowing his hair lightly around his face, his heavy cloak fluttering slightly in response. This was ideal- there would be no sunlight to get into either one of their faces in the fight, and there would be no natural interruptions. The moment he took his spot outside the temples, the cheers started, the majority of them for the redheaded amazon. They noises didn't deter him- he had been in situations like this numerous times. Reaching back his hand, he gripped the hilt of his sword and swung it out from his back, holding it at his side with just one hand. Now that it was out, its true size was seen. The sword was nearly as tall as he was, the width of the blade wider than the width of his head. It was a marvelous weapon, and in Haine's eyes it was the only weapon. Although Elegra's weapons were fine on their own, there was no way she could block the full swing from his weapon- she would have to rely on her dodging skills. Before the fight even started, Haine had made the calculations in his head. Strangely, they both seemed like a hard counter to each other- Elegra looked fast and nimble, her moves likely precise and accurate. Although she had a lack of armor, her maneuverability was drastically increased, her speed definitely top notch. Haine himself was well armored, his swings quick and strong, focusing on crushing his opponent with a single strike. Hitting her would be one thing, but if he got just an entire swing on her it would most likely be over. But now, there was no time to think. Just act. The moment that Elgra would turn her attention to him and draw her swords, Haine sprung into action. His heavy black plating would appear to make him slow, but Haine would prove that would not be the case. He dashed towards her at an almost blinding speed, his heavy sword coming out from the side, the heavy pressure of the swing cracking the air. He didn't expect it to hit her- it was just a simple greeting. A simple, heavy greeting.