Natali stood opposite Lucius in the practice arena. The rules were simple. Weapon arts and marks were allowed; magic and Channeling were not. Natali would normally have chosen to include magic, but the instructor stated he was already risking enough letting them fight as is and did not want to push his luck further.
Natali grabbed out her two daggers that were always under the effect of her Mark of Recall. They were specialty made for her size and fighting style as a gift from Lyrah a few years ago. The material they were made from was a lightweight material that was lighter than iron but stronger than steel.
It was a hard to find substance called mithril and it did exceptionally well as a base for enchanted weapons.
These two blades were not enchanted, however they took well to her Arts and seed to improve her activation speed sowhat. She half expected Lucius to look relaxed and not take her seriously, however he had his weapon at the ready, blade tip pointed to the ground. His stance looked sloppy as if he was a wild beast rather than a trained fighter.
As much as she was wanting to attack the multitude of openings his stance created, there was sothing in the back of her mind that told her they were traps. Normally she could fight at primarily dium to long range since she could return her daggers to her hand instantly, but the sa thing that warned her to be cautious also warned her to mix things up a bit. Lucius would not be an easy opponent.
While they watched each other carefully, Natali felt a nervous sweat trickle down her brow. She wiped it away quickly and returned to her ready position. Lyrah shouted out sothing from behind her, but at the mont, the only thing in her vision and focus was Lucius Kane, the man she basically considered her hero.
The professor tossed a red cloth into the center of the ring, the mont it hit the floor, both fighters moved in a counter clockwise motion. They wanted to test each other's reflexes to see who was faster and so neither made a move. For a few more seconds they changed up direction and movent patterns.
As she had predicted, his beast-like stance was intentional, just as the fake openings he left in his form. He wanted to entice her to strike and give him a defensive advantage. However, she was not so foolish.
"[Forsaken Arts: Goring Rush]"
A sickening amount of mana weighed down on everyone in the room as energy flowed into Lucius's blade. The amount of mana he was controlling felt well beyond the capabilities of a normal Interdiate Rank. Even the professor's face paled slightly, and he was an Advance Ranker.
Lucius's feet cracked the floor as he shot towards her. At the last mont Natali was able to block the attack with both of her daggers, but was sent flying backward, almost flying out of the ring. If he had not held back in that attack just slightly, she would have been flung into the wall. Explore stories at mvl
"[Dagger Arts: Pierce], [Dagger Arts: Phantom Blades]"
Natali hurled her blades towards Lucius's legs as they glowed with mana and turned from two daggers into a group of over twenty. She had been practicing her Phantom Blade Art for years and had gotten the maximum amount of ghost blades to a few dozen.
Just before they struck, Natali snapped her fingers and repeated the sa attack the mont her blades returned to her hand. She repeated the sa maneuver two more tis.
"[Dagger Arts: Phantom Blades], [Dagger Arts: Phantom Blades]"
In the span of a few seconds the air was filled with just under a hundred semitransparent weapons that all glowed with the sa blinding light. This technique made the glow so powerful that her opponent would truly not be able to know which blades were real.
*Clang*
Lucius sohow managed to block at least one of the two daggers. When that happened, the Art released and Natali was able to see one of her daggers on the floor and the other was embedded in Lucius's thigh. Blood leaked from the wound slowly thanks to the weapon plugging up the hole.
For a mont she felt excitent and then a sensation of dread washed over her.
"[Abyss Break: Demonic Gaze]"
Both of Lucius's gorgeous eyes turned pitch black. Before she could listen to her instincts which scread not to look at him, she found herself pulled into his gaze. It was terrifying and enchanting all at once.
The world's color drained away, simply becoming a sea of gray. Sound no longer existed; the only thing before her was the unending ocean of darkness known as the Abyss. She could feel the anguish of souls long forgotten, searching for any way out of the despair they found themselves in.
It was beautiful yet terrifying. Natali wanted to peer into the depths of his eyes for eternity. She wanted to fall into the darkness and never return. Slowly, she raised her hand and reached outward. A hand reached back, thin and skeletal, with jet-black skin clinging to it. The fingertips were long and pointed.
She had to grab the hand… she needed to see what it had to offer.
"Natali!"
Lyrah's voice called out to her, shocking her awake. For so reason her eyes were pointed to the ceiling and she felt a pain in the back of her head. She made an attempt to turn and look at her friend, but sothing was stopping her. Around her neck was Lucius's large hand.
She was pinned beneath him with his hand on her throat and his sword stabbed into the floor next to her face. She stared at him, seeing two striking colors looking back at her, silver and gold. No longer was the endless abyss pulling her inward.
He leaned down to her ear and whispered, "I win." Before standing up and walking away. He yanked her blade out of his thigh and tossed it onto the ground. When she looked at his left hand, which was the one that threw her dagger, she saw that his mark was no longer contained to the back of his hand like a normal Marked One's. Instead, it wrapped around his wrist like a tribal tattoo.
"Good job landing a hit on . You did better than Thomas." He said loudly, knowing that the redheaded noble was in the room.
From that, in the first ti in years, Natali laughed. She laughed so hard she cried. Lyrah patted her on the shoulders and helped her to her feet. Lucius stepped away to get healing a simple healing potion from the room's supply. It would not heal the injury right away, but it would make sure it was gone in a few hours.
"Well what do you think?" Lyrah whispered to her.
"I love him."
"… that's not what I ant."
"I love him." It was all Natali could think or say at the mont. She saw Lucius freeze when she repeated it and she recalled that he was half-beastman. He glanced at her curiously over his shoulder before wiping so sweat off his face and finishing off the potion.
"At least he knows…" Lyrah sighed.
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