02-05-2017, 05:45 AM
Kerrigan shuffled backwards as Hiro’s blade came a hair’s length from piercing right through her sternum. Since Kerrigan had separated the spikey-haired swordsman from Strazio’s aid, the fight had become a rapid series of parries and thrusts, feints and lunges.
Sarah had hoped to overwhelm what she viewed as the less experienced fighter quickly, but to her surprise, not only was the loud-mouthed warrior every bit as technically skilled as she was, he was considerably faster on the draw. Every slash or stab was met with a sharp parry, every feint seen through, and every attempt at sustained offense rewarded only with another thin cut across her arms or legs.
Any human being would be frustrated against such an implacable opponent, and Kerrigan seemed to be no exception as she charged forward with a growl. Sarah leaned forward as both of her wing-blades struck out like cobras, and her opponent gave her a smug grin as he smoothly parried both, his katana sweeping and catching both of them as he smacked the tips to the right. Twirling his katana down, he countered with an upward slash that would have cut Kerrigan neatly in half had she not immediately side-stepped to the right.
Retracting her wings, Kerrigan slashed at her opponent’s shoulder with her clawed hand, but caught only air as her opponent danced just beyond reach.
Kerrigan snarled audibly at this, and in a burst of speed, she attempted to overwhelm her opponent, attacking with a flurry of stabs as she pushed into his stance. Hiro was no slouch, however, blocking so fast Sarah could see after-images of the cocky Protagonist, each blurred image blocking a different attack, but sporting the same shit-eating grin.
The Queen’s rage became more and more visible, as she charged recklessly into Hiro, the cocky blademaster simply dancing away in response. “Can’t keep up with my moves, can ya?”
Kerrigan’s response was an easily dodged claw slash, and a pair of slow, powerful thrusts with her Wing-blades, forcing Hiro to dodge both of them. Sarah’s hand crackled with a sickly yellow energy, as she jumped forward, seemingly giving the Hacker a free swing.
Hiro instead dodged to the side with a grin, as Sarah gave him a look of confusion. “Already saw you use that move to throw Strazio around like a rag-doll, girl. You really thought I wouldn’t see it coming?”
Kerrigan glared daggers at Hiro… only to break into a smug grin of her own. “Actually, I was counting on it.” She replied, as the sound of a creature erupting from the earth behind him changed the hacker’s expression to one of confusion.
The hacker shifted to the left by instinct, and what could have been a hail of organic flechettes piercing the would-be hero’s spine instead managed to find their home in his right shoulder.
Grunting in pain, the Protagonist spun around with a flourish, and in one fluid motion drew his pistol in his off-hand, firing a spray of spinning metal that left the Hydralisk that injured him riddled with holes. The creature let out a tortured scream before it’s corpse fell to the ground with a thud.
Hiro turned to fire another salvo, but the zerg-terran hybrid was quicker on the draw, and with a simple gesture, a fist-sized piece of the pulverized Darkshire wall shot up from the ground and threw itself into the surprised swordsman’s face, the smacking impact breaking the man’s nose as he Grunted in pain.
Kerrigan didn’t waste any time as she followed up with a low kick aimed at the warrior’s front leg, tripping him and sending him to the ground. Kerrigan smirked, before pulling up the mud in front of her with a telekinetic pull, caking it onto the warrior’s face, and pushing it into his nose. “If someone asks me to describe the ‘main event’ I think I’ll describe it as ‘mercifully short.” she replied with a taunting smirk - not that the man on the floor could see it, with his face caked entirely in suffocating mud.
As she pulled her bladed wing back to finish this with a quick stab to the heart, however, Kerrigan’s glee was interrupted by a sudden thudding pain to her back, as she found herself suddenly hurtling into a large portion of what had been the top of the wall. For a few seconds, all the Queen of blades could register was pain, before she pulled herself, coughing, up to a kneeling position.
Looking up, the avatar of Anger was hurtling towards her, and Kerrigan barely managed to stumble out of the way of a white-hot blast of energy Strazio had aimed directly for her neck. “Forget about me, bitch?”
Kerrigan pulled herself up to her feet just in time to dodge a magic-enhanced fist, before opting to jump up onto the makeshift platform of rubble behind her. “Weren’t you busy getting beaten up by a teenager?” Sarah asked, even as she noticed a recovered Hiro appear behind Strazio. There was still mud caked on his face, and his expression wasn’t quite as cocky, but he was relatively fine.
“How heartless. If you’d just let me do him in then and there, I might have actually let it be quick.” the Queen of Blades lied, before firing a pair of sizzling energy blasts at both of them. The Darkshire duo dodged the blasts, before answering with blasts of shurikens and rage energy in unison.
Kerrigan back-flipped behind the rubble, evading the fire as she bought herself a second’s breather.
Their co-ordination is annoying. I should disrupt that.
“Did you know?” Kerrigan asked mockingly, behind the solid block of rubble. “Strazio Rockwell?”
Kerrigan waited a second before continuing. “How many civilians I slaughtered on the way here??”
Her response was a loud, savage growl, and as the white-haired force of nature smashed her makeshift cover into a million pieces, Kerrigan gave a taunting smirk as she moved just out of reach.
This will do the trick.
Sarah had hoped to overwhelm what she viewed as the less experienced fighter quickly, but to her surprise, not only was the loud-mouthed warrior every bit as technically skilled as she was, he was considerably faster on the draw. Every slash or stab was met with a sharp parry, every feint seen through, and every attempt at sustained offense rewarded only with another thin cut across her arms or legs.
Any human being would be frustrated against such an implacable opponent, and Kerrigan seemed to be no exception as she charged forward with a growl. Sarah leaned forward as both of her wing-blades struck out like cobras, and her opponent gave her a smug grin as he smoothly parried both, his katana sweeping and catching both of them as he smacked the tips to the right. Twirling his katana down, he countered with an upward slash that would have cut Kerrigan neatly in half had she not immediately side-stepped to the right.
Retracting her wings, Kerrigan slashed at her opponent’s shoulder with her clawed hand, but caught only air as her opponent danced just beyond reach.
Kerrigan snarled audibly at this, and in a burst of speed, she attempted to overwhelm her opponent, attacking with a flurry of stabs as she pushed into his stance. Hiro was no slouch, however, blocking so fast Sarah could see after-images of the cocky Protagonist, each blurred image blocking a different attack, but sporting the same shit-eating grin.
The Queen’s rage became more and more visible, as she charged recklessly into Hiro, the cocky blademaster simply dancing away in response. “Can’t keep up with my moves, can ya?”
Kerrigan’s response was an easily dodged claw slash, and a pair of slow, powerful thrusts with her Wing-blades, forcing Hiro to dodge both of them. Sarah’s hand crackled with a sickly yellow energy, as she jumped forward, seemingly giving the Hacker a free swing.
Hiro instead dodged to the side with a grin, as Sarah gave him a look of confusion. “Already saw you use that move to throw Strazio around like a rag-doll, girl. You really thought I wouldn’t see it coming?”
Kerrigan glared daggers at Hiro… only to break into a smug grin of her own. “Actually, I was counting on it.” She replied, as the sound of a creature erupting from the earth behind him changed the hacker’s expression to one of confusion.
The hacker shifted to the left by instinct, and what could have been a hail of organic flechettes piercing the would-be hero’s spine instead managed to find their home in his right shoulder.
Grunting in pain, the Protagonist spun around with a flourish, and in one fluid motion drew his pistol in his off-hand, firing a spray of spinning metal that left the Hydralisk that injured him riddled with holes. The creature let out a tortured scream before it’s corpse fell to the ground with a thud.
Hiro turned to fire another salvo, but the zerg-terran hybrid was quicker on the draw, and with a simple gesture, a fist-sized piece of the pulverized Darkshire wall shot up from the ground and threw itself into the surprised swordsman’s face, the smacking impact breaking the man’s nose as he Grunted in pain.
Kerrigan didn’t waste any time as she followed up with a low kick aimed at the warrior’s front leg, tripping him and sending him to the ground. Kerrigan smirked, before pulling up the mud in front of her with a telekinetic pull, caking it onto the warrior’s face, and pushing it into his nose. “If someone asks me to describe the ‘main event’ I think I’ll describe it as ‘mercifully short.” she replied with a taunting smirk - not that the man on the floor could see it, with his face caked entirely in suffocating mud.
As she pulled her bladed wing back to finish this with a quick stab to the heart, however, Kerrigan’s glee was interrupted by a sudden thudding pain to her back, as she found herself suddenly hurtling into a large portion of what had been the top of the wall. For a few seconds, all the Queen of blades could register was pain, before she pulled herself, coughing, up to a kneeling position.
Looking up, the avatar of Anger was hurtling towards her, and Kerrigan barely managed to stumble out of the way of a white-hot blast of energy Strazio had aimed directly for her neck. “Forget about me, bitch?”
Kerrigan pulled herself up to her feet just in time to dodge a magic-enhanced fist, before opting to jump up onto the makeshift platform of rubble behind her. “Weren’t you busy getting beaten up by a teenager?” Sarah asked, even as she noticed a recovered Hiro appear behind Strazio. There was still mud caked on his face, and his expression wasn’t quite as cocky, but he was relatively fine.
“How heartless. If you’d just let me do him in then and there, I might have actually let it be quick.” the Queen of Blades lied, before firing a pair of sizzling energy blasts at both of them. The Darkshire duo dodged the blasts, before answering with blasts of shurikens and rage energy in unison.
Kerrigan back-flipped behind the rubble, evading the fire as she bought herself a second’s breather.
Their co-ordination is annoying. I should disrupt that.
“Did you know?” Kerrigan asked mockingly, behind the solid block of rubble. “Strazio Rockwell?”
Kerrigan waited a second before continuing. “How many civilians I slaughtered on the way here??”
Her response was a loud, savage growl, and as the white-haired force of nature smashed her makeshift cover into a million pieces, Kerrigan gave a taunting smirk as she moved just out of reach.
This will do the trick.
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Moves/powers used:
Kerrigan - Infested Slashes, Wing blades, Psi Blast, Needle Spines, Basic telekinesis, Burst Movement, Basic Super Jumping, Master acrobat.
Hiro Protagonist - Burst Movement, Glass Katana, Eldar Shuriken Pistol
Strazio Rockwell - Burst Movement, Shatter, Breach