*Whoosh*
Swift Indigo wasted no time. Once she heard the words indicating the start of the match, she sprang right into action. Her slim sword was as elegant as its owner, and the slightly blue color of its blade gave it a sort of surreal effect as it wove through the air like a needle. Its owner and the weaver, Swift Indigo, was like a skilled seamstress, as her sword gently pushed towards Black Hand.
Black Hand had a look of pure concentration on his face. His eyes were fully focused on the frame of Swift Indigo and her sword. The slender blade of her sword didn’t cause him to feel any comfort in any way. The blade was of a narrower width, but it didn’t destroy its imposing manner in any way. As the weapon approached him, he felt a chill fill his entire being. It wasn’t from fear, but the blade itself!
Suddenly, two daggers appeared in Black Hand’s hands. Each hand held a dagger. The hilts of the daggers were exquisitely engraved with t
“That match was more of a psychological battle than it was physical,” Lam stated as he watched Black Hand walking towards the team. The Snake of the Orange Team had a calm expression on his face as the crowd cheered in appreciation of a great match. Although the end to the match wasn’t as satisfactory as they would have wanted, everything before that moment was exceptionally beautiful, and they would be lying if they said they weren’t entertained by the two warriors.“It was,” Mane agreed with his friend. The entire match looked close, but it was actually more of a psychological battle between Swift Indigo and Black Hand than it was a battle of skill. Both kept their eyes on each other, looking for a small lapse in concentration or an opening that could be exploited. Ultimately, it was Black Hand who came out on top.“But I wonder why he didn’t use his full power,” Lam suddenly stated, and Vital Orange who was stand
“The second match has started folks. Although it doesn’t seem like it will present the same amount of fiery action we saw in the first match” As usual, Peter was around to present his thoughts on each match to the audience.“The two are just looking at each other right now, no doubt checking out their opponent,” Peter continued as he crowd grew impatient.“I think that Black Hand is being a little too cautious here. He is a Predator facing off against a Thrasher, yet remains in his starting position, with no intention to make the first move.” Peter stated.“Or maybe he is trying to show respect to his opponent by giving up the rights to strike first. What do you think Maggie?”“I think that Black Hand is a smart man and wouldn’t do anything that would be detrimental to him,” Maggie answered simply, but her words caused many to watch the two combatants with different expressions. For M
Black Hand’s daggers – the Blood Rose Daggers – generated small sparks when they clashed with the Indigo Shadow’s slender rapier. A rapier was a weapon that was effective when used as a piercer, and it was generally not as strong as other blades in the cutting aspects since it didn’t really have sharp edges. But the Blood Rose Daggers which were quite extraordinary weapons in this world couldn’t leave a mark on the rapier! It was definitely a weapon on the same scale as the Blood Rose Daggers!Black Hand’s arms moved around like several little snakes. Their trajectories were difficult to pick, and each stab of a dagger was like a poisonous bite that could paralyze an opponent – literally. His gloomy aura was deeply entrenched in his daggers and with every strike the darkness of his aura seeped just a little bit into the surrounding audience who felt nothing but despair upon feeling it.Indigo Shadow was just like her name
“Where am I?” a woman who looked like she was in her early thirties opened her eyes with a hazy look in them. Within those beautiful black orbs was confusion concerning her current state. She lay upon a comfortable bed, with there was a table full of snacks right next to her. Her eyes traveled across the room, taking in every detail around her. The room she was resting in wasn’t large, but it wasn’t small either. Its white walls were complemented neatly by the emerald colored ceiling. The room was relatively empty, with the exception of her bed, a few chairs, and the bedside table. She tried sitting up, but fell back down immediately upon her first attempt. Her entire body felt sore, and the terrible pain forced a few pitiful groans out her throat.“Argh,” she tried sitting up again, and succeeded this time. The pain hadn’t grown milder, but that mattered little to her. She failed the first time because she wasn’t expecting the
There was a mansion located in the first class city known as Asher City. This mansion housed one of the elite teams of the Grand Tourney. Not only had this team passed several stages of the competition, they had been able to knock out the previous champions of the competition; thereby ensuring that there would be new champions crowned by the end of this year’s Grand Tourney. And the most fascinating thing about all this was that they had knocked out the champions only today! They did so in the Semi-Finals of the Grand Tourney, making them the new finalists who would go head to head with the last team remaining – the Black Team – in a month from now. It was bound to be an exciting affair, and everyone was anticipating an exciting game! How grand it would be. Asher City’s very own Black Team led by Black Saga versus The Citadel’s Orange Team led by Vital Orange.Contrary to the excitement of the ordinary people, the unordinary folks in the city wer
At the center of Asher City was a magnificent mansion. With walls as white as snow and made with exceptionally bright crystals, the mansion was the very epitome of luxury. But its beauty wasn’t vain, for the walls were made with White Stones, a material so dense and strong that even steel would find it hard-pressed to leave a dent on this solid stone. However, it was extremely difficult to process, so it wasn’t easy for a person to use such rare and precious materials to build an entire home. Yet this building was made entirely of White Stones, making it much more valuable than the most expensive weapons known to this world. As if having such strong materials as building materials wasn’t enough, there were guards placed strategically on the walls and around the house. Each of them had imposing auras, and the bloodlust in their eyes wasn’t faked at all. They were clearly veterans of war; people who had experienced the harshness of being on the frontlines and h
Mane, Lam and Lily were led into the mansion of the City Lord. They bypassed several rooms, and each hall they were led through was its own. None of the halls were of the same design, or even had similar decorations. Each hall was masterfully designed into masterpieces and each carving and decoration was unique with no other replica. Mane and the twins couldn’t help but marvel at how novel and beautiful each hall was. Mane was the most affected of them all. That was because he thought that he had seen all there was to see since his parents were extremely wealthy themselves. But he had been humbled by the several different artful pieces placed nonchalantly in each hall. He didn’t know what most of the carvings were made of, but with his senses he could tell that they were dense and precious materials.They followed behind the leading guard quietly, not speaking a word – only observing and admiring the mansion which was several times more glorious on the insid
“You had no intentions of visiting me so soon. So what changed?” Sutton, the Lord of Asher City was seated on a chair that was as equally stunning as the others. He was seated with his wife and daughter – with his wife on his right side and his daughter on his left. They were facing Mane and the twins. And as fate would have it, Mane sat in between Lam and Lily. This is made it so that both of them – man and boy – sat facing each other directly. “Don’t you have any manners, Sutton? Before one starts to question their guests, one must first offer them something to eat. We can discuss our issues as we partake in what is before us.” Anna chided lovingly in a soothing voice that calmed the nerves of Mane and the twins. Mira looked at the feast before her with furrowed brows. The snacks and drinks could be ignored. They were delicious delicacies, and they were expensive. That much was true, but compared to what was next to them, they were very trivial accompaniments. For next to