Darth Lucid
Post: 3
Mood Music: Time for you too....
Equipment: Orange Lightsaber (Fire) | Blue Lightsaber (ICE) | x8 throwing daggers | Poison Dagger | x6 thermal detonators | x8 Smoke Grenades | Brown MidNight Duster with Hood
Tags: Halketh | Laoth | Maestus | Darth Solipsis | Darth Kentarch | Khamul Kryze | Lord Letifer | Darth Tennacus | Kahlil Noble | Darth Saevius | Dalos Cameron | Darth Mori | Dimitri Voltura | Donne Toulemonde | Meridine Proxima | Ferian Adair | Aemulor the Hutt | Inon | Melydia Gold | Darth Manius | Darth Senthral | Darth Sorn | Arken Rhau | Ahrris | Gnost Zym | Caligula | Darth Vinaze | Darth Bellum | Darth Maleva | Darth Interitus | Jonu Zihtil | Menelik | Darth Xanesh | Darth Maledictio | Chimera | Lamy | Klassht Hsirsi | He Who Was Lost
Blade's eyes burned as he stared holes through the Devaronian as the brutish beast began his charge. Like a game of deadly chicken Blade stood firm his sabers humming at his side. The look on his face said he had played this game a thousand and one times before, his eyes remained fixed unflinching as the devil man came closer and closer. Blade caught the flicker of lightening out of the corner of his, one of the other wanted to prove their worth. As he saw it Blade's eyes remained fixed on the Deveronian, his right arm with the orange saber shot out to his side. Like a lightening rod Blade drew the attack to his saber, he drew it in absorbing the energy as he stared down the bull rushing him.
Just about to get struck down Blade watched just a second closer and he would have sprung into action but in that his attacker got twisted about by the lightening striking them as well. The electrical energy surged into Blade's saber, and he absorbed it into himself his would be attacker got spun about kicking up dirt and ash as he did so. Blade acted with out a hesitation though as Laoth got turned about Blade's struck out with his left leg in a spin kick aiming for the back side Deveronian's right kneed joint. He noted the man was off balance so was attempting to take them straight to ground.
As he did that, his blue saber in his left hand struck out as well. If the Deveronian fell to the ground the strike would be able to strike him where shoulders and neck met on the back to decapitate them. If the Deveroian stayed standing the strike would be aimed for his middle back center mass to sever him just below the chest. Then his right saber that had absorbed the lightening was swung above his head and as he did the energy he had absorbed was released in a swirl of lighting above his head.
The energy stayed there swirling for a just a millisecond before it exploded bursting lightening out in all direction across the arena. The Lightening sought out any and ever target it could reach Blade wasn't concerned nor did he care who it hit at this point it had already turned into a free for all. The winner would stand on a pile of bodies at this point he surmised, and it wouldn't be the first time he found himself fighting everyone to prove a damn point. The rebel felt youth running through his old bones for that singular moment. He felt the rush of taking on all comers and taking no prisoners. His warrior instincts kicked in as the adrenaline flowed the world faded around him and all he began to see and feel was his targets.[/hr]
Mood Music: Time for you too....
Equipment: Orange Lightsaber (Fire) | Blue Lightsaber (ICE) | x8 throwing daggers | Poison Dagger | x6 thermal detonators | x8 Smoke Grenades | Brown MidNight Duster with Hood
Tags: Halketh | Laoth | Maestus | Darth Solipsis | Darth Kentarch | Khamul Kryze | Lord Letifer | Darth Tennacus | Kahlil Noble | Darth Saevius | Dalos Cameron | Darth Mori | Dimitri Voltura | Donne Toulemonde | Meridine Proxima | Ferian Adair | Aemulor the Hutt | Inon | Melydia Gold | Darth Manius | Darth Senthral | Darth Sorn | Arken Rhau | Ahrris | Gnost Zym | Caligula | Darth Vinaze | Darth Bellum | Darth Maleva | Darth Interitus | Jonu Zihtil | Menelik | Darth Xanesh | Darth Maledictio | Chimera | Lamy | Klassht Hsirsi | He Who Was Lost
Blade's eyes burned as he stared holes through the Devaronian as the brutish beast began his charge. Like a game of deadly chicken Blade stood firm his sabers humming at his side. The look on his face said he had played this game a thousand and one times before, his eyes remained fixed unflinching as the devil man came closer and closer. Blade caught the flicker of lightening out of the corner of his, one of the other wanted to prove their worth. As he saw it Blade's eyes remained fixed on the Deveronian, his right arm with the orange saber shot out to his side. Like a lightening rod Blade drew the attack to his saber, he drew it in absorbing the energy as he stared down the bull rushing him.
Just about to get struck down Blade watched just a second closer and he would have sprung into action but in that his attacker got twisted about by the lightening striking them as well. The electrical energy surged into Blade's saber, and he absorbed it into himself his would be attacker got spun about kicking up dirt and ash as he did so. Blade acted with out a hesitation though as Laoth got turned about Blade's struck out with his left leg in a spin kick aiming for the back side Deveronian's right kneed joint. He noted the man was off balance so was attempting to take them straight to ground.
As he did that, his blue saber in his left hand struck out as well. If the Deveronian fell to the ground the strike would be able to strike him where shoulders and neck met on the back to decapitate them. If the Deveroian stayed standing the strike would be aimed for his middle back center mass to sever him just below the chest. Then his right saber that had absorbed the lightening was swung above his head and as he did the energy he had absorbed was released in a swirl of lighting above his head.
The energy stayed there swirling for a just a millisecond before it exploded bursting lightening out in all direction across the arena. The Lightening sought out any and ever target it could reach Blade wasn't concerned nor did he care who it hit at this point it had already turned into a free for all. The winner would stand on a pile of bodies at this point he surmised, and it wouldn't be the first time he found himself fighting everyone to prove a damn point. The rebel felt youth running through his old bones for that singular moment. He felt the rush of taking on all comers and taking no prisoners. His warrior instincts kicked in as the adrenaline flowed the world faded around him and all he began to see and feel was his targets.[/hr]