Chapter 82: The Darkswords
As soon as the announcer's voice sounded, the warriors clad in dark tal armour lunged towards us. They had moved before I had the chance to.
With identical movents, they raised their swords and leapt into the air.
"Stay on the defensive!" I shouted as I rolled out of the way of my opponent. He landed on the ground, lifting so of the sand to the air and turned to face . Without a second of hesitation, he swung his sword, aiming for my neck.
I rolled my eyes as I avoided his attack with a backstep. His assault didn't stop with that, however. His next strike aid for my legs. I blocked it trying to figure out his goal. His movents were fluid – he had at least so training, that much was clear.
A muffled groan caught my attention and I glanced to the side. It was Erik, he was just barely holding back the assault of his opponent. Covering behind his shield, he groaned with each hit he blocked.
A sword, almost touching my cheek reminded of my own battle. I quickly turned my attention to my opponent. I blocked his next strike, and the one after that. As the sound of tal hitting tal filled the air, I prepared myself with a deep breath.
I waited for an opening – sothing that'd let break through my opponent's defences. I waited and endured his flurry of attacks. Only when he stepped back and leapt into the air did I notice – sothing wasn't right. I sidestepped his overhead strike, then lifted my sword to the level of my neck. As his blade hit mine, a grin appeared on my lips.
Without a mont of hesitation, I jumped over his next attack and ramd him with my shoulder. I heard a muffled scream as he fell onto the sand. I kicked his sword away and placed my sword against his neck. "Give up." I said, looking down on him.
"Kai!" Vincent's scream alerted . I didn't turn around to look at him. Instead, I threw myself to the side and thus narrowly avoided getting my neck sliced.
"The hell?" I shouted, glancing behind to see another black clad warrior leaping towards . I rolled to the side as the blade thrust into the ground inches away from . I quickly leapt back up on my feet and blocked another strike.
"So, it's a two on one?" I asked, glaring at my first opponent. He'd taken his sword back and was ready to fight. He shrugged. "If we want to win, yeah." As soon as those words left his mouth, the other guy lunged towards .
I had no ti to check on the others – I could only hope they were fine.
My two opponents confused – their movents were almost identical. They were by no ans untrained, but I couldn't help but feel like this set of moves were the only one they knew. To test them, I kicked so sand in their faces.
"You-" One of them shouted as they blocked their eyes. Taking advantage of their montary blindness, I stepped up and struck one of them in the shoulder. As my sword bounced off the dark plate armour, I kicked the other one's knee. He shouted in pain and tried to regain his balance, but I didn't give him any ti. Instead, I used the force of the rebound from my other opponent's armour to hit this guy's helt with the hilt of my sword.
Unconscious, he collapsed on the ground.
"What the hell did you do?" My remaining opponent shouted, stepping back a little. I didn't intent to give him any ti to recompose himself. Instead, I once again dashed forward and swung my sword, aiming for the slit between his helt and the neck guard of his armour.
He stumbled back, letting out a fearful scream. I barely missed the slit and struck his neck guard instead. Without giving him any ti to regain his composure, I struck his chest. While my blade couldn't cut through the plate armour, it still caused him so pain.
He stumbled back and finally regained his balance. As soon as he did, I once again leapt towards him.
"No!" Soone shouted as I kicked him in the head. He fell to the ground, motionless. I turned around to see another one of his allies running towards . He leapt towards , or attempted to, but Joshua was much faster than him. He didn't hesitate to fight dirty as he first tackled the guy, then once he was on the ground, sat on his back.
"You look like a turtle in all that armour." He said with a grin.
I chuckled – I could see the resemblance as the guy tried to get up and failed hilariously. Only when I heard an unusually loud clang did I turn to look at Erik and his opponent.
"Oh, co on." Vincent shouted. "Again?"
Erik glanced at his opponent – who was holding his nose as he lay on the ground. "Stop bashing people with your shield!" Vincent shouted. "Seriously, you've got a sword for a reason!"
The young paladin hesitated, then shrugged. "It works, doesn't it?"
"And Team Torchlight wins again." The announcer's hesitant voice echoed in the silent coliseum.
I shook my head. "Let's just go." I turned my back to the silent crowd and passed through the tal gates. The others rushed after , though they didn't seem as happy as they did last ti.
"Kai?" Vincent called my na, ruching after . "Hey, why aren't you happy?"
I sighed and slowed my steps. "This is supposed to be a tournant." I said. "You don't bash people in the face with shields and you don't sit on their backs and you don't mock them in tournants!" I tried to keep my voice calm, though I think I failed.
"But-"
"Don't tell it's fine." I said harshly. "Did you hear any cheering just now?"
"Well," He mumbled, but his voice faded. "What were we supposed to do, though?" He asked after a short mont of hesitation. "We can barely keep ourselves alive without our spells, we're not like you."
I shook my head. "I know that. Believe I know but..." I sighed and gave up. "It's fine, never mind . It's just old mories speaking."
Despite my words, I couldn't help but feel like we hadn't won that match. Mother would have – no. I wasn't back ho. I had to stop thinking of things like that.
"Let's just go back to the inn. We've got another match tomorrow."
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