02-13-2017, 09:28 AM
Kerrigan noticed Hiro’s vicious attack a moment before it struck, her eyes widening as shock took over. Trying to dodge at the last second, the queen found her hopes of escape dashed in an instant as spikes riddled her body, pinning her in place. The alien woman coughed up blood as she tried desperately to extricate herself from her crimson prison.
Sarah looked at Hiro with terrified eyes as he drew his blade.
“Please...” she whispered fearfully. “I can…”
“Weren’t you just saying something about all those people you killed? Something happen to all that bravado, bitch?” Hiro retorted, dashing forward.
Kerrigan’s struggling became desperate, pulling uselessly at the dataspike impaled through her abdomen as Hiro dashed forward. The cyber samurai transformed into an emerald blur that spun around Sarah like a blender. Cuts appeared all over Kerrigan’s body, and blood splashed across the battlefield as the Queen of Blades screamed in pain.
“How ‘bout you take one of these and call me in the morning!” Hiro yelled as the digital spikes dissipated, finishing the combo with a slash that left the Queen of Blades’ head and body separated.
Hiro took a deep breath before sheathing his blade, as Strazio regarded his counterpart with a look of respect.
“Guess that takes care of her.” Hiro stated with a smile.
Strazio turned to reply with an irritated glare, before his eyes widened.
“Down!” The Defender of Darkshire yelled.
“What are you-”
Strazio jumped forward, tackling Hiro to the ground as a hail of serrated spines sailed through the air where Hiro’s head used to be.
“I hope you enjoyed the show.” a chilling voice echoed, as the headless hallucination dispersed into an electrical mist. The real Kerrigan stepped forward with a halo of discarded weapons floating above her head - Swords, axes, daggers, even severed claws and talons. Kerrigan pointed one finger at her prone opponents, and the detritus of the battlefield forced the pair to dodge or bear an uncanny resemblance to a pincushion. The Queen of Blades was not uninjured. Her left hand lay useless at her side, a hole the size of a golf ball drilled through her wrist, spilling blood on the ground at a rapid pace. Blood seeped from fresh gashes across her legs and abdomen, and a slash across her right eye was causing the woman to blink rather rapidly.
Kerrigan’s smile hadn’t faded, though.
“Very close. Didn’t think you had it in you, swordsman.” Kerrigan admitted.
She saw the rage-filled Defender of Darkshire charge with a yell of rage, and simply waved her good hand in response. Strazio’s charge was met with a hail of flesh and bone, as Kerrigan used the severed limbs of the battlefield to smack the mage of anger onto his back. Hiro reappeared as a dark green blur on her left, just like she’d expected, and Sarah turned and slashed at her opponent with a sadistic smirk. The protagonist jumped out of the way, before appearing behind her, but Kerrigan had expected this too, and she heard another burst of footsteps and protesting air as the speedster dodged past a barrage of Hydralisk spines, dashing to Sarah’s right as he slashed for the infested terran’s abdomen. Kerrigan had expected the counter, though, and with a simple hand gesture downward, the muddy earth churned and shifted under the protagonist’s feet, putting him off-balance.
Strazio recovered his footing, and threw a shotgun blast of golden heat straight at Sarah. The Zerg hybrid leaped forward, over the blast and ducked in anticipation of the shot that would come next. It took everything Kerrigan had not to scream as the expected attack still managed to sear her spine, leaving vicious burns.
Turning around to see her opponents again, she noticed that one of her undead divisions had been completely wiped out during this assault. Luckily, the militia that had once been fighting in this section had moved on to different targets.
Well, let nothing go to waste.
With a flick of Kerrigan’s good wrist, a hail of bones, skulls and long-rotted meat battered Strazio, leaving the man’s body covered in fresh cuts and bruises, and knocking him back down. Hiro quickly recovered his footing, and the Queen of Blades just barely got her wing blades in front of her in time to stop the blur of a swordsman’s rapid strikes. The Terran-Zerg hybrid would need to throw Hiro off-balance if she had any hope of winning this battle. Focusing her mental abilities, she decided to do just that with a telepathic present. Just a few choice memories from her recent conquest.
Mommy, help me-
Where the hell is Darkshire’s-
It hurts, it hurts so much-
Why my daughter? She was innocent! Why my-
“Confused?” Kerrigan asked, smacking his blade away with her own wing-tips. “Don’t worry, I didn’t kill all of them. Some were modified to create a breach in the walls. It just required a little genetic tinkering. A human being’s only a few DNA strands away from a living explosive.”
“You…” The Protagonist breathed.
“Cat got your tongue?” Sarah taunted, parrying a telegraphed overhand slash.
Sarah dodged away from a tornado of strikes from the ronin’s blade, all only a hair’s breadth away from cutting her apart. The warrior’s speed and power seemed even more dominant than before, but aggression like this was much more predictable. Sarah backpedaled, trying to evade the hurricane of slashes and stabs the heroic swordsman had become, before her body brushed against the stone wall.
“Ran out of places to run, slug-hoe?”
Kerrigan merely grinned, as the cyber warrior stabbed straight for her neck. A kite shield, its deceased owner lying just a few feet to Kerrigan’s right, jumped to her defense, knocking the tip of Hiro’s blade away the millisecond after it made contact with the skin of her throat. With another gesture of Sarah’s good hand, the slab of metal rocketed into Hiro’s face.
“I’m sorry. Couldn’t hear you over the broken nose.”
Sarah looked at Hiro with terrified eyes as he drew his blade.
“Please...” she whispered fearfully. “I can…”
“Weren’t you just saying something about all those people you killed? Something happen to all that bravado, bitch?” Hiro retorted, dashing forward.
Kerrigan’s struggling became desperate, pulling uselessly at the dataspike impaled through her abdomen as Hiro dashed forward. The cyber samurai transformed into an emerald blur that spun around Sarah like a blender. Cuts appeared all over Kerrigan’s body, and blood splashed across the battlefield as the Queen of Blades screamed in pain.
“How ‘bout you take one of these and call me in the morning!” Hiro yelled as the digital spikes dissipated, finishing the combo with a slash that left the Queen of Blades’ head and body separated.
Hiro took a deep breath before sheathing his blade, as Strazio regarded his counterpart with a look of respect.
“Guess that takes care of her.” Hiro stated with a smile.
Strazio turned to reply with an irritated glare, before his eyes widened.
“Down!” The Defender of Darkshire yelled.
“What are you-”
Strazio jumped forward, tackling Hiro to the ground as a hail of serrated spines sailed through the air where Hiro’s head used to be.
“I hope you enjoyed the show.” a chilling voice echoed, as the headless hallucination dispersed into an electrical mist. The real Kerrigan stepped forward with a halo of discarded weapons floating above her head - Swords, axes, daggers, even severed claws and talons. Kerrigan pointed one finger at her prone opponents, and the detritus of the battlefield forced the pair to dodge or bear an uncanny resemblance to a pincushion. The Queen of Blades was not uninjured. Her left hand lay useless at her side, a hole the size of a golf ball drilled through her wrist, spilling blood on the ground at a rapid pace. Blood seeped from fresh gashes across her legs and abdomen, and a slash across her right eye was causing the woman to blink rather rapidly.
Kerrigan’s smile hadn’t faded, though.
“Very close. Didn’t think you had it in you, swordsman.” Kerrigan admitted.
She saw the rage-filled Defender of Darkshire charge with a yell of rage, and simply waved her good hand in response. Strazio’s charge was met with a hail of flesh and bone, as Kerrigan used the severed limbs of the battlefield to smack the mage of anger onto his back. Hiro reappeared as a dark green blur on her left, just like she’d expected, and Sarah turned and slashed at her opponent with a sadistic smirk. The protagonist jumped out of the way, before appearing behind her, but Kerrigan had expected this too, and she heard another burst of footsteps and protesting air as the speedster dodged past a barrage of Hydralisk spines, dashing to Sarah’s right as he slashed for the infested terran’s abdomen. Kerrigan had expected the counter, though, and with a simple hand gesture downward, the muddy earth churned and shifted under the protagonist’s feet, putting him off-balance.
Strazio recovered his footing, and threw a shotgun blast of golden heat straight at Sarah. The Zerg hybrid leaped forward, over the blast and ducked in anticipation of the shot that would come next. It took everything Kerrigan had not to scream as the expected attack still managed to sear her spine, leaving vicious burns.
Turning around to see her opponents again, she noticed that one of her undead divisions had been completely wiped out during this assault. Luckily, the militia that had once been fighting in this section had moved on to different targets.
Well, let nothing go to waste.
With a flick of Kerrigan’s good wrist, a hail of bones, skulls and long-rotted meat battered Strazio, leaving the man’s body covered in fresh cuts and bruises, and knocking him back down. Hiro quickly recovered his footing, and the Queen of Blades just barely got her wing blades in front of her in time to stop the blur of a swordsman’s rapid strikes. The Terran-Zerg hybrid would need to throw Hiro off-balance if she had any hope of winning this battle. Focusing her mental abilities, she decided to do just that with a telepathic present. Just a few choice memories from her recent conquest.
Mommy, help me-
Where the hell is Darkshire’s-
It hurts, it hurts so much-
Why my daughter? She was innocent! Why my-
“Confused?” Kerrigan asked, smacking his blade away with her own wing-tips. “Don’t worry, I didn’t kill all of them. Some were modified to create a breach in the walls. It just required a little genetic tinkering. A human being’s only a few DNA strands away from a living explosive.”
“You…” The Protagonist breathed.
“Cat got your tongue?” Sarah taunted, parrying a telegraphed overhand slash.
Sarah dodged away from a tornado of strikes from the ronin’s blade, all only a hair’s breadth away from cutting her apart. The warrior’s speed and power seemed even more dominant than before, but aggression like this was much more predictable. Sarah backpedaled, trying to evade the hurricane of slashes and stabs the heroic swordsman had become, before her body brushed against the stone wall.
“Ran out of places to run, slug-hoe?”
Kerrigan merely grinned, as the cyber warrior stabbed straight for her neck. A kite shield, its deceased owner lying just a few feet to Kerrigan’s right, jumped to her defense, knocking the tip of Hiro’s blade away the millisecond after it made contact with the skin of her throat. With another gesture of Sarah’s good hand, the slab of metal rocketed into Hiro’s face.
“I’m sorry. Couldn’t hear you over the broken nose.”
Quote:Kerrigan:
Moves used: Infested slashes, Wing-blades , Needle Spines,
Powers used: Burst movement, Telekinesis (So much Telekinesis. Soooo much.), Telepathy.
Super-move used: T1 Super Defense: Hallucination (2/3 SP remaining).
Additional note: Left arm is totally non-responsive, in case that was ambiguous. Kerrigan is fighting one-armed.
Hiro: Volcanic Glass Katana, burst movement.
Strazio: Burst movement, Shatter, Breach.
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