Siansa lands dodging the large sections of broken ice. She stands before Geal and Xaio, in between them and the Thunderstorm Bow. She draws her sword, “Neither do I… but I am your enemy of your ally ruler, so I doubt a peaceful resolution will happen… at least not while you stay allied to him…”
“Also Father… I should probably tell you this… but I have a lover now!” She smiles saying that, while looking at Geal. “I believe he’ll be here shortly…”
Siansa readies herself, honing her blade with her whispered enchantments. The metal of the sword became harder and stronger. Her eyes became black as her magic refracted the light from her eyes, protecting her eyes from the constant flashing of light.
Xaio is calm and collective, while he managed to bring Siansa to the ground. She was on the other side, between them was the Thunderstorm Bow, this did not go accordingly to plan. Siansa was cunning, and clever. Well, of course she was, she was after all the Daughter of Geal, the leader of the Ashen Dragons.
“Indeed…” Xaio nods for a brief moment. “However, Lord Bloodfang did propose a solution a few years ago. And the Leaders of their Countries, refused, calling him a Mad Man or evil.” He said. “Hardly, I could call him truly evil, he is someone that is necessary to bring a certain balance to this chaotic world. And you are a disoranting that balance…”
While Xaio was speaking, Geal slowly walked, carefully watching his step, while the Thunderstorm Bow was covered in the ice. He didn’t want for it to land in the enemy hands, or well his daughter’s hands. Geal wasn’t much for surprises but that did left him surprised. “Is that so now…” He said. “I wonder who he is…but even so, you do know, he will be as much in danger as you.” He mentions.
Xaio rose his hand. “If I may…I have a proposition…” He spoke suddenly…
Fran sprints before mounting her own her own horse, the thump of her armour against the saddle accompanied by the melodic rasp of her estoc being torn from its scabbard.
“Father, if you’re that curious… You could find him. He’s a swordsman of an equal caliber to you…” She smiles, “They are coming to here and they shouldn’t be that far behind.”
She narrows her eyes looking at Xaio, “Funny…so did I… Mine was a game of the mind… after all you stated that you don’t want to hurt me if you can. My game is simple and with stakes. A life for a life, although those stakes do not necessitate death…”
The Sapphire Owls noticed Envarus and a few others speeding up and riding their horses. They didn’t waste time and Amelia hopped on a steed as well, same with Alina, Norag, and Leandro. While Will took his sword and cut a vine and swung with it, hopping on his black steed and rode off. Now the Owls were chasing after the Bow.
Eventually, our Heroes would be able to see the location of the lake, it was in the distance but as they made their way closer and closer. They could spot a tall White Dragon, of course, they didn’t know it was Siansa’s dad but they knew he was an enemy and besides him was a smaller figure, that of Xaio, the Starwalker.
Will’s eyes were perceptive and when he noticed the Dragon, he felt his heart rate shaken badly. It was a Dragon he hadn’t seen one in ages, though he faced off against Bloodfang, he was in his human form. This brought him memories of old, memories of how he killed an Ashen Dragon and became the Black Raven…
Suddenly, his face frowned completely and his hair darkened his features. “Will…” Amelia spoked worryingly. “Whatever you are thinking, we will deal with this together.”
Will glanced at Amelia before he noticed Siansa in the distance. “Noo…” He muttered to himself, so this was where Siansa was heading off, alone by herself. She could have gotten injured, a miracle she wasn’t. He orders the steed to go faster, taking the head lead, nothing mattered to him anymore, no one, expect her.
Geal glanced at his daughter, of whom was she speaking even? A Swordsman of equal caliber as himself? Impossible, could it be? He shakes his head. “You are pushing my hand daughter, I don’t wish for you to be involved in this situation. Bloodfang wants you either by his side, or not involved. Or else, he will be forced to kill you. AND I CAN’T LET THAT HAPPEN!” His fatherly voice roared throughout.
Xaio glanced at Siansa back. “Whilst true…” He mentions. “A dual over the Bow, between me and you. The winner takes the bow and gets to walk away. I’m bound to my honor and integrity, are you as well?” He asked. “If so accept this dual, if not, then you are greatly outnumbered.”
Geal glanced back, in the forest, he could see something, someone…someone wearing black clothes, with two swords on his back. Could this be the Black Raven? Geal thought about that. Eventually, Geal looked at Xaio as he was proposing a dual, it was a noble and honorable offer but it wasn’t the time. “I’m afraid, that isn’t an option.” He said.
Xaio and Geal glanced at the heroes as they were charging in and Will was in front. When he got close he jumped off of his horse and took both of his swords out and charged at them. Xaio charged as well, it slightly confused Will as to why the old man would charge at him without a weapon but it didn’t matter.
Xaio would leap towards Will with his fists but he blocks them with his blades and turns around, sidestepping the Starwalker as he charges at Geal. He was his intended target. This must be Geal, he had to be. After all, why wouldn’t the Dragon kill her right away?
Geal swooped his tail at Will and he jumped out of the way and ran up the tail, towards Geal’s face and he jumped up. When he got the change he spun and used both of his blades to swing and slash a deep cut, across Geal’s cheek as Will landed on the ground, looking up at Geal.
Geal stared into his eyes, Geal had a certain ability, one which came naturally to him. By simply looking at someone’s eyes, it is the gate to the soul, he could tell that Will ever since he was a swordsman, fought to the death. Something Geal at times can relate to. “Black Raven…” He hisses, his tail slamming the ground. “You have returned…” He mentions.
“Yeah…” Will takes a stance. “And not alone at that…”
“Oi you!” Fran barks at Xaio. “You’re one of bloodfang’s aren’t you. Scum like you have quite the crimes to answer for. So answer this question for me: which leg do you want to hobble back to your tyrant lord on?”
Xaio glanced at them, he maintained himself calm as he slowly walked towards them. With a higher level of confidence than they had.
“How disrespectful…” He said, sighing slightly. “You should respect your enemy.” He eventually got closer towards Fran, looking at her. “Nonetheless…” His eyes glowed in that gold color. “You will be treated as a warrior, and you will be granted a warrior’s death.”
Suddenly, Xaio swings a low punch towards Fran’s stomach, the destructive punch was aimed at her gut and was coming in fast, with the use of his strong chi, getting punched would feel like someone was hit by a truck…
Geal smirked, he towered above Ernesto. “I may be old.” He said. “But you shouldn’t disrespect your elders like that.” His wings would send a chilling, cold blizzard towards Ernesto.
“Perhaps, if you lack basic mannerisms…I’ll will reteach you them.” He mentions.
Fran angled her blade, so the edge faced Xaio’s fist, even if the punch impacted and somehow breached a breastplate, his hand would be bifurcated first.
Seeing Xaio and Fran engaged, Aldrich dismounts Siansa’s horse and heads toward the duelists. As he approaches he scoops a mound of earth in his left hand, Estoc in his right “Do you mind I join?” he enquires drily.
Upon impact, her blade would shatter as Xaio was using his chi. His will and chi alone were stronger than her blade, causing his fist to go unharmed through.
“I’ve trained day in and night out, mastering my body, soul and spirit…” Xaio said to Fran. “No blade of yours could pierce through my iron fists.”
Xaio stumps his foot and punches the air, with it, he unleashes a chi energy blast towards Aldrich.
“Moron.” Fran coldly remarks as she uses her free hand to grip the section of blade that broke off and thrusts it directly towards his eye.
As the fist parts the blade it breaches the layer of metal before being met with chainmail and gambeson, two layers of armour designed to absorb crushing blows.
Xaio tilts his head to the side, dodging her blade that was directed towards his eye. As he thrusts his knee with a devastating attack with the use of his chi, towards her left thigh.
His attack was futile as the dirt flew past Xaio’s head because of his tilting and movement from attacking Fran.
His knee collides her left thigh, the sound of cracking porcelain could be heard. Fran chuckles darkly, she drops the blade fragment and leans on him forcing his leg deeper into the artificial limb. The sudden ■■■■■ in weight causing Xaio to topple over with Fran pinning him down.
“Excellent move, genius, you’re almost as smart as your mass murdering master.”
