Battle of Prodigal Sons

[Akhilleus]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Nikias' feet dug into the wet grass from the force of Aris' slash. The kinetic force from the blow traveled down through his arm and the rest of his body. Teeth gritted Nikias watched as the Attikan staggered away. Due to having no talent in the force abilities such as telepathy nor being trained in them Nikias the only clue Nikias had about the dark emotions Aris' was feeling was through the man's appearance and his actions. The Attikan seemed almost drunk on rage and even Nikias with his lacking ability to sense force aura's was able to feel the dark aura that sent a chill down his spine. It had been so long since he'd felt something like that. Not since his days in the Attika prisons. "Murderer?! You call me a Murderer when your people are the ones who started this war?! It was your peoples arrogant ambition that led them to try and start wars with Spathi and Makrosia. That arrogance will be your downfall! Your leaders were arrogant enough to allow me to live and send me back to my country a broken man and you call me a monster? After the poison they injected into my veins?! After they caused my brother’s death?! The debt will never be paid!" Nikias yelled back as he watched the Attikan's clumsy footwork. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]The attikan had given up all aims at strategy or outfencing his opponent. Now he was letting his emotions guide him. The worse thing one could do, Nikias knew this from experience and deactivating his shield Nikias moved seeing the stab coming. If he kept his shield up the fight would go on long enough that the more Attikan forces would arrive and capture him. Nikias tried to dodge the stab but it still pierced a portion of his ribs and as the saber penetrated his flesh the man screamed out in pain and rage. Though he'd suffered such pain before. Moving to grab the Attikan's arms and keep him from moving Nikias would lean his head back and shoot it forward to heatbutt the Attikan and end the duel while pushing away to where he stumbled away holding his ribs. [/SIZE]

[member="Aris II"]

 

[Zef Halo]

Aris did not hear no words coming from the Makrosian despite the man's moving mouth. His rage engulfing him and keeping his body for one sole reason - eliminating the white-haired Hellyn. This also seemed to take over his purpose of existing. Everything was about the now. His purpose was to obliterate the Makrosian, nothing more, nothing less. The Attikan could see nothing else but the red curtain over the enemy as he drove his saber through the man's torso. Aris only knew he had struck home, in his anger and the Force seemingly feeding it, the Attikan could not comprehend what he had struck and where exactly. He just knew his saber had went into the threat.

As if feeling his purpose completed, Aris' went into a state of trance. He felt the touch on his arms but did not comprehend what was exactly happening, the anger and the Force with it diminishing brought back the accumulated pain back. All wounds pulsated at the same very time, paralyizing him more or less as his skull felt a shockwave that rocked his foundation.

The world turned black.

[member="Nikias"]

 

[Akhilleus]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Nikias didn't watch as the Attikan's body hit the ground he was too busy kneeling on the ground himself and holding his ribs. Screaming Nikias reached through the grass to pick up his lightsaber. He could feel the rage and pain driving him now, he was finally at the edges of his patience as the poison now pumped even more through his blood threatening to engulf his entire being. "KILL HIM!" Trellos screamed within Nikias' mind in glee. "He is nothing! He is an Attikan! He tortured us! End his life!" Following the voices command Nikias got to his feet and began stumbling over to the unconscious Attikan. Looking down into the man's face Nikias felt his rage welling up even more that the man had been the one to almost kill him. If they would had been a bit more to the left Nikias would've been dead or probably unable to move. "It is time!" Trellos said as Nikias activated the saber. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]With a snap-hiss the violet blade extended from the hilt, and flipping it around to where the blade hovered over Aris' chest Nikias halted. A part of him was holding back, his teeth gritted. His head was swimming as he felt the poison trying to completely take him. "What are you doing? No! Kill Him!" Trellos said. However, Nikias was in another world. He knew the look of anger and rage that Aris' had carried in the final moments of their bout. He knew the emotions of losing one’s allies in battle or those they saw as brothers. "I can't." Nikias said through gritted teeth.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]"That is why you are weak! You will always be weak!" [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]"So be it." Nikias said deactivating his saber with an odd feeling this would not be the last time he saw the Attikan. The sound of approaching fighters kicked Nikias into gear. He moved away from the bodies and stumbled away into the forest with what strength he had left. Each step he felt his entire torso burning. Forced to use trees to keep on his feet Nikias soldiered on and pulled out a com link. "Uncle... I need assistance." Nikias was able to cough out as he fell to his knees clutching his side. He had made it far enough that it would be awhile before the attikan's found him which would give Nikias' uncle enough time to come retrieve him.[/SIZE]

[member="Aris II"]