02-10-2017, 01:17 PM
Tearen smiled inwardly his the oh-so-optimistic opponent hefted his admittedly small bulk off the ground. Either this man did not know who he was dealing with, or, he was luring Tearen into a false sense of superiority. Still, there was no point in giving Homin-Ratione an easy fight. As the Novan hurled Tearen back to the mat, the Shadow selectively transferred a portion of his mass to a different time-stream, causing what remained of his now vaporous body to sink through the blood-spattered ring in a splash of wafting black steam.
A quiet moment passed as Ratione looked around at the ground beneath his feet, attempting to anticipate the ex-enigma's next move. A quiet chinking sound alerted the Novan to a presence behind him, and instinctively wheeled out of the way of a predicted blow. When he came to face his perceived opponent, however, it was simply his trusted blade that hung patiently in the air before him. The hilt nudged itself towards Ratione, as if asking to be taken. A dark cloud began oozing out from under the ring a few feet away.
Tearen re-materialized, halberd in hand, and offered a curt bow. Eyes cast to the ground he reached out with his telepathy to the armored Prime.
In the interest of making things fair-
Wait...
In a fleeting moment of concern, Tearen tilted the head of Enigma away from him, just in time to clumsily deflect a heavy blow from the Novan. Ratione had dashed forward in the split second Tearen had been arrogant to take his eyes off of his opponent, and the Shadow could feel the man's silent glee as he capitalized on Tearen's lack of balance. Though Tearen had slapped the heavy sword downwards, the hasty defense had failed to resolve the bind, and a quick twist of Ratione's wrist allowed the Novan to leave a quick slice on Tearen's right upper leg. Ratione was, however, mildly surprised when his blade pulled free from the wound with hardly a glimmer of black blood on it. Heavy though his sword was, the adroit parry did not have the power to seriously breach the ex-enigma's glass-like skin.
Well. If you insist.
A quick shove from the shaft of Tearen's halberd put some welcome distance between the two fighters once again. No more hesitations. Tearen took the initiative on an attack for the first time in a fight, leading with a jab from the spear on the bottom of Enigma's length. Ratione easily caught the incoming blade in a bind, but was unprepared as Tearen suddenly took a time-accelerated step forward and hooked the Novan's heel with the underside of the halberd's head. Moving as a blur, the Shadow swiftly yanked Ratione's foot out from under him.
A quiet moment passed as Ratione looked around at the ground beneath his feet, attempting to anticipate the ex-enigma's next move. A quiet chinking sound alerted the Novan to a presence behind him, and instinctively wheeled out of the way of a predicted blow. When he came to face his perceived opponent, however, it was simply his trusted blade that hung patiently in the air before him. The hilt nudged itself towards Ratione, as if asking to be taken. A dark cloud began oozing out from under the ring a few feet away.
Tearen re-materialized, halberd in hand, and offered a curt bow. Eyes cast to the ground he reached out with his telepathy to the armored Prime.
In the interest of making things fair-
Wait...
In a fleeting moment of concern, Tearen tilted the head of Enigma away from him, just in time to clumsily deflect a heavy blow from the Novan. Ratione had dashed forward in the split second Tearen had been arrogant to take his eyes off of his opponent, and the Shadow could feel the man's silent glee as he capitalized on Tearen's lack of balance. Though Tearen had slapped the heavy sword downwards, the hasty defense had failed to resolve the bind, and a quick twist of Ratione's wrist allowed the Novan to leave a quick slice on Tearen's right upper leg. Ratione was, however, mildly surprised when his blade pulled free from the wound with hardly a glimmer of black blood on it. Heavy though his sword was, the adroit parry did not have the power to seriously breach the ex-enigma's glass-like skin.
Well. If you insist.
A quick shove from the shaft of Tearen's halberd put some welcome distance between the two fighters once again. No more hesitations. Tearen took the initiative on an attack for the first time in a fight, leading with a jab from the spear on the bottom of Enigma's length. Ratione easily caught the incoming blade in a bind, but was unprepared as Tearen suddenly took a time-accelerated step forward and hooked the Novan's heel with the underside of the halberd's head. Moving as a blur, the Shadow swiftly yanked Ratione's foot out from under him.
And, we dream of home I dream of life out of here Their dreams are small My dreams don't know fear I got my heart full of hope I will change everything No matter what I'm told How impossible it seems We did it before And we'll do it again We're indestructible Even when we're tired And we've been here before Just you and I
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued