02-01-2018, 10:11 PM
Hecate nodded knowing full well how important getting stronger was. "We train then." she said as she stepped into the courtyard of the fortress, the sounds of her boots on the marble echoed off into the woods. When she finally came to a stop she drew the two swords in a slow deliberate manner and began swinging the weapons around her forming what seemed like combos of strikes aimed to incapacitate targets fast "Slash......Slash... parry ......Slash..... stab!" she yelled as she completed the first set of strikes. "Slash......Slash... parry ......Slash..... stab!" She called out again. Her long blades flashed in the moonlight. "Slash......Slash... parry ......Slash..... stab!" She repeated the combo over and over bringing herself to a quick sweat. Slowly she began advancing towards the gateway by adding in small changes to her strikes. calling them out "Slash......Slash... parry..... instep....... spin ......Slash..... stab!" She continued to call the strikes out as she approached a tree. Her blades bit into the thick trunk of the tree and ice began to form, glimmering the moonlight as if like a diamond.
"Slash......Slash... parry ......Slash..... stab!" She kept striking, slowly the tree began to shatter under the weight of her blows. The combined effect of the ice as well as the frequency of her high speed strikes broke the age old tree.
As soon as the first of the tree's was rent, She dashed forward with great speed delivering a powerful strike aiming to cut the tree with a single strike. This strike failed and merly cut deep into the thick trunk. Struggling to withdraw the blade she finally withdrew the weapon and attempted to deliver a second strike to the same location. She missed her mark, her second strike landing a few inches above the first cut. "My accuracy is off, Why am I struggling so much!" she demanded to know as she called out into the darkness.
She stopped for a mere moment, catching her breath. "Do... you... have ... any ...bladed weapons? She asked Warren between gasps.
"Slash......Slash... parry ......Slash..... stab!" She kept striking, slowly the tree began to shatter under the weight of her blows. The combined effect of the ice as well as the frequency of her high speed strikes broke the age old tree.
As soon as the first of the tree's was rent, She dashed forward with great speed delivering a powerful strike aiming to cut the tree with a single strike. This strike failed and merly cut deep into the thick trunk. Struggling to withdraw the blade she finally withdrew the weapon and attempted to deliver a second strike to the same location. She missed her mark, her second strike landing a few inches above the first cut. "My accuracy is off, Why am I struggling so much!" she demanded to know as she called out into the darkness.
She stopped for a mere moment, catching her breath. "Do... you... have ... any ...bladed weapons? She asked Warren between gasps.