Post by Mr. Moon on Jan 6, 2020 13:28:49 GMT -5
Eric #11
Without making unnecessary fuss about such small wound, Eric swung his forearm against the blade, pushing it away from his body. Simultaneously, he stepped forward and twisted his body to add more weight to a fast hook, aimed at the swordsman temple.
With a silent curse, the Hunter ducked, only to find Erics knee heading straight against his face. This time, he wasn´t fast enough to block it, so, he leaned backwards to at least minimize the damage.
Seeing his opponent falling on the ground without proper hit, Eric followed up by swift leap. He wanted to stomp on his head, but the hunter swiftly rolled out of his range, so his bare foot hit nothing except the cold stone ground beneath him.
BANG!
Eric cursed as an unexpected bullet cut his left shoulder. He looked to his left and noticed group of eight Marine soldiers with a rifle taking stances for another shot. But before they could pull the trigger, one of them suddenly collapsed as a current of compressed air went through his chest.
“Hey, why do you think that you even qualify to fight my captain?”
Asked Gabriel, while slowly walking from the street behind them.
A few moments later, Gabriel listened to Anya´s story and slightly nodded.
“Alright than. I am going to assist Eric, you...”
He pointed to Anya
“Will lead this men back on the ship understood?”
He didn´t look much worried, but in his case no one could actually say what he was thinking, so when he disappeared behind nearest turn, one of the Slayers raised his voice.
“Hey guys, don´t you think we should go to fight with our captain too? After all, if one of us will mange to prove himself enough in a combat he will be promote among the Combatans.”
Another one smirked.
“Yeah...no deck sweeping ever again!”
They looked pretty excite about that idea, but captain´s and Gabriel´s orders were pretty clear.
Back on the ship, the Pajama guy dodged the thrown knife with something what looked like completely sluggish movement.
One of the Slayers close to him cursed and tried to slash him with his cutlass, but he just hit an empty space as that man simply bent backward so much, that his torso was parallel to the deck.
“Oh, that sounds like pretty silly ability.”
He smiled on Myles who was charging against him again. Confident in his abilities, he tried to grab his opponent´s arm again, but this time, he found himself on the receiving and of the feint.
“Hey, what the...”
He cursed as Myles jumped with him upwards, sending them both through the upper deck with perfect suplex. After the sound of cracking wood disappeared, eight heads appeared around the hole.
“F**k, that ship was brand new.”
Cursed one of the Slayers.
“Yeah captain will probably kill us.”
Sighted another one.
“Maybe, or maybe you two dumba**es will grab some planks and hammer and close that hole before he´ll return.”
Sarah snapped at the two of them, after which she turned down on the Myles.
“Hey, are you alright?”
That question was obviously adressed to Myles as the only other guy in that hole was unconscious and unable to answer her question.