The Black Knight was losing. The arena was littered with the bodies of dead or incapacitated Darkspawn Knight. His armor was dented and scratched from the several attacks he had taken from the trio of warriors. A corner of his helmet was torn off, revealing his dark chin underneath, coated with some red liquid. He knew coming into this that they were strong. He didn't know if he over-estimated himself, or under-estimated them. But either way, with the taste of his blood on his tongue, he knew that this was a real life-or-death situation. This was not going to be a situation where his power overwhelmed with ease. He was going to have to work for this power. He would have to earn it.
He stumbled back, clutching the knife-wound on his stomach. The rot had peeled away some of the ebony armor there, revealing pale greenish, tainted blood that oozed out. He fell down to one knee. Then he dropped forward onto his hands. He breathed deep, panting as he tried to recover. Around him, he could feel the presence of his enemies in front of him. Samus Aran was to the right. Hiro Protaganist to the left. Okor Paleblood right in front of him. They were coordinating. He smiled.
This was why The Black Knight chose to serve Nebula. This is why he accepted the corruption. For moments like this. For live or die, take it or leave it moments like this.
There was a noise from one of the trios. Suddenly Okor sprung forward. Hiro was moving too, right at him. He realized quickly that Samus had somehow signaled to them and was moving as well, so they could all attack and finish him at once. But would not be that easy.
"Fools!" He shouted as he suddenly rose up onto his knees. He gripped Alondite by its handle and spun from bottom to top, and then slammed it down to the ground. When the giant blade hit the sand underneath it, a powerful wave of pressurized air blasted forward in a blue-white glow. The ground tore apart ten meters in front of him, spreading to form a cone aiming straight for the trio coming at him. "The Black! Knight! Lives!"
He stumbled back, clutching the knife-wound on his stomach. The rot had peeled away some of the ebony armor there, revealing pale greenish, tainted blood that oozed out. He fell down to one knee. Then he dropped forward onto his hands. He breathed deep, panting as he tried to recover. Around him, he could feel the presence of his enemies in front of him. Samus Aran was to the right. Hiro Protaganist to the left. Okor Paleblood right in front of him. They were coordinating. He smiled.
This was why The Black Knight chose to serve Nebula. This is why he accepted the corruption. For moments like this. For live or die, take it or leave it moments like this.
There was a noise from one of the trios. Suddenly Okor sprung forward. Hiro was moving too, right at him. He realized quickly that Samus had somehow signaled to them and was moving as well, so they could all attack and finish him at once. But would not be that easy.
"Fools!" He shouted as he suddenly rose up onto his knees. He gripped Alondite by its handle and spun from bottom to top, and then slammed it down to the ground. When the giant blade hit the sand underneath it, a powerful wave of pressurized air blasted forward in a blue-white glow. The ground tore apart ten meters in front of him, spreading to form a cone aiming straight for the trio coming at him. "The Black! Knight! Lives!"
Quote:Okor takes 1 damage. (7)
Hiro takes 3 damage (15).
Samus takes 3 damage (12)
The Black Knight uses 'The Black Knight Lives (T2 Defense).
He also uses 'Vacuum Wave (T1 Attack)' on all three in front of him. All three will take 10 damage unless they individually defend against it. Feel free to coordinate OOC if you want someone else to write you using a defense.
11 Order Points Remaining.
The next round will be 1 roleplay with no word limit. I will get a roleplay in as well at some point this round as well. The deadline is one week from this post. As always, if we finish early, we'll move early if possible.