Retane Vs Jack Frost: The Nightmare (PvP)

[Retane]

The Emerald Warrior watched the spectical unfold up to the point where Arith's body fell limp towards the ground. The Lythian's golden armor never met the muddy ground though, as the Champion dissipated into the shadow mist. For Arith, death really was a joke.

The Namekian dashed forward then, while Jack Frost was watching the effects of his action. The mist dispersed and mixed with the chilling rain for a few moments, but before the black fog was gone, the Emerald Fiend had his hands on the Icer's shoulders and slammed his knee deep into his spine. Retane heard a loud crack, knowing all to well that it was the Ice Wielder's outer defenses taking the blow. Jack Frost let out a grunt of pain from the blow, as air exspelled from his lungs. Retane put his lips near his comrades ear and whispered just loud enough for Jack to hear, "How does it feel, Guardian? How does it feel to kill a comrade? Does it feel good to kill someone you were suppose to protect? What bout those that look up to you? They all just watched you do it. How will they think about you now?"

Jack moved to answer but Retane planted his boot into his comrade's back sending him sprawling forward, "You say you know how I feel, but you know nothing. NOTHING!"

Retane summoned Dante's Glaive to his hand then, palming it with the second and spinning it around a few times to remember the balanc eof the pole-ax, "Do you remember this Jack?"

The Guardian of Fun looked back to the Emerald Fiend and the wicked blade he weilded. Frost pulled himself to his feet, making sure he kept Savior in his hand. The rain was a steady pour now, and the two were wet, if Jack Frost could stay wet. The Emerald Fiend's visage was steady and stayed focused on his target, watching as the blood gashes he had created before, had stopped flowing and had been cauterized by ice. A flash of lightning appeared the shine of Dante's Glaive matching that of Jack Frost's own eyes.

"I thought so", Retane growled as he bared his teeth and charged.

Retane watched the slight tap of the staff and saw that the area around the Guardian gave off a slight glare. The Feral Namek cared little about the tactic, as his feet never touched the ground. He raised the pole-ax to strike but watched the wall shoot up as he brought the blade down. The glaive dug deep into the the thick wall of ice, but the namekian yanked it out before it could grab it. Retane pushed his speed to the limit then as he charged around the wall and saw his prey moving backward.

The Namekian charged at Jack Frost, his boots never touching the ice. The Emerald Feind saw the movement and felt his muscles and power thrust him forward. The Leader of the Horsemen swung once and again as Jack Frost used Savior to parry and dodge. Retane was methodical and used a single hand to weild the pole-ax. His free hand produced the elongated Scythe of the Reaper.

Two hands, two distance melee weapons. Jack only had Savior to protect him. Retane saw the advantage and thrust the pole-ax at the heart of the Ice Wielder. Frost moved just enough to avoid the curved blade and watched it slam into a tree. It was had been aimed at the same spot Jack Frost had been impaled with before. The Guardian of the Horsemen looked back at his attacker, but he was almost to late. Retane brought the poled-scythe down on him, almost ready to cut him in two. Savior was his savior though as his hand instinctively shoved the the staff upward to force wood to meet wood.

Retane could only sneer as he let another one of his legs plant into Jack's gut. The Icer flew back a few feet, sliding on his own ice. The Feral Namekian turned the pole weapon into his favored ranged sickle. Jack watched as it happened and shook his head.

"Death is funny... " Retane looked Jack Frost in the eye as he quoted the kid.

Jack Frost didn't reveal much. Retane started to spin the scythe, letting the wind howl as the blade pierced it. The Leader of the Horsemen looked deep in the eye's of his comrade and let out a long sigh. Someone would die here, and Arith couldn't die. Retane was going to push Jack to limits.

Lightning struck then, and Retane lashed out with his wicked blade. The thunder echoed as the chained weapon came back to his hand.

"Before I kill you, I'll show you what it means to be in my shoes."