Post by Kami-Gaz on Dec 30, 2016 17:43:53 GMT -5
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Blab offered that we switch order so i could get past a muse block
Blab offered that we switch order so i could get past a muse block
Shouts, screams and a whole load of clanging and smashing could be heard echoing around the two ships, it was a song of battle that was interrupted by the howls of one woman who was in a state of anger that transcends regular anger. It was Fury, fury aimed at the men who had injured the woman's reason to be. The blood dripping out from under the two toned blood stained mask had stopped, as did the yelling. The masked woman was too busy coming down from her leap, sword brandished right between the dragon brothers that have been causing her so many issues.
“DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE-” She howled repeatedly, slamming her blade into the floorboards of the deck easily splitting and cutting through. Shards of wood and splinters erupted from the impact as the twins jumped to the side. The Blue dragon heading towards the back of the ship whilst the Green dragon went for the figurehead. “DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE!” She screeched on, garnering the attention of all above deck who were fighting. Both dusk pirates and once self liberated slaves were all a gasp as they watched this thin frail looking woman effortlessly pull a sword as long as she was tall from the deck and then swing it to the big brute who had punched her.
Spinning on her heel in an elegant and almost picturesque manner the masjed persona would turn to face her target, keeping the energy of her attack moving around and around as she spun and spun, only moving her head at the last second in a snap to keep her eyes on the Blue dragon brute. “Spinning mech koleso nakonets” She bellowed, the words slightly muffled under the mask and the sound of the ringing air slash that was flying out from the tip of her massive blade. The slash kicked up dust, blood and small chunks of wood and clumps of splinters as if travelled, some of it hitting the railing some of it hitting Dusk pirates and some of it hitting injured slaves, everything the air slash hit, it cut, and deep.
The giant green dragon got a small cut on his back as he was just on the cusp of the attacks five metre range, but it was enough to knock him off balance and onto his face. The golden haired woman slowly moved closer and closer to the man, dragging the giant blade behind with her right hand alone. “No one! No one hurts her!” She screeched, making a man who was trying to sneak up on her stop and clutch at his ears, this disturbance was enough for the Masked Cheska to know about his presence and she spun around again and with a one heavy strike from her weapon. When the kimono clad woman returned to her walk, the man behind her fell, a loud pair of thuds as separate pieces of his body hit the wooden deck.
“Die die die die die die die die die!” She started to growl, raising the long blade high above her head before bringing it down with a heavy slam, letting it cut through the deck below to the hilt. As the spray of blood slowed down the blue Dragon and his tattoo were now separate, his entire arm had be sliced clean off and was now across the floor, under the feet of some frightened dusk pirates who were staring at the masked woman in awe and fear… mainly fear.
Below Deck the sword would appear and so would a small shower of blood that soon slowed to a heavy and fast dripping. The screams of the now disarmed man were terrifying, they rang out around the battlefield and even stopped some fights completely. Men were dying but to hear a scream filled with that much pain and horror was just stomach churning to the participants. “GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHH! SOOOOME ONE HEEEEEELP! MY ARM!! I CANT FEEL MY ARM!” He wailed, tears coming from his eyes, he was face down in a puddle of his own blood and wailing like a baby at the loss of his symbol, his arm that was what he went by. He was no longer of the dragon twins… he was now just a handicap.
“Don’t cry just about one arm…. You’ll have no tears left to cry for the rest of you!” The mask growled, bringing her foot high into the air above her head and then bringing it down with all the power she could muster and planted it right into the meat heads back, on the spine. With a sickening crack that rang out the floorboards below the victim gave away letting him fall through and into the armoury, the place where the Dusk captain was fighting a peculiar little man. “My legs-” The brute wheezed out, his consciousness fading. “I can’t feel my legs...” The man said before falling out cold.
“BROTHER!” The Green dragon shouted, he only just arrived to see what had happened, his brother was stripped of his title and disabled in one fell swoop… it drove the smaller dragon into a rage “YOU WILL DIE!” He shouted, picking up a hunk of wood to throw at the masked Cheska who had started to cackle in her madness.
“Ahchachachachachachacha” She said , ducking to the side as she pulled her weapon free from the hole. “I’m not done playing with him! You’ll watch it all!” Cheska’s mask shouted back in retaliation, back to her happy state of anger and wrath.