no surrender, no escape [fangor vs curtus] day 4
Nov 4, 2019 22:13:23 GMT -5
Post by Kire on Nov 4, 2019 22:13:23 GMT -5
Curtus Dolor
I'm living a lie, there's a creature hiding inside of me
Black as the night with a cold dead heart and a lust to sin
I'm living a lie, there's a creature hiding inside of me
Black as the night with a cold dead heart and a lust to sin
If he was showing mercy it was in sparing Fangor his life for another few seconds. The far-flung attack did nothing to move either of them closer to death or to victory and so they sat in a hesitant balance, each of them hoping the other might simply succumb.
He watched as Fangor fought weariness, much as he did also, to stay upright. They each bled from numerous spots but Curt so far had remained whole. The boy before him could no longer say as much, one arm up in front of him in an attempt to block and swing and the other lying on the ground near them. Curt could feel tiredness pulling at his limbs, growing stronger with each thrust and parry, each miss and block. Soon he too might collapse from exhaustion.
The desperation was beginning to win out over the determination in Fangor's face, but both were still clearly present. The boy was not about to simply keel over and die, as easy as that would make his life. He would have to end this, he had known that from the beginning. They had both known one of them would land a killing blow.
"I won't go down that easily." The defiance was a little hesitant, as though Fangor was trying to convince himself as much as him, but still there. Curt had no doubt that he spoke the truth, and the boy had already proved as much in the last few minutes. He had already told himself not to take his opponent for granted, but refreshing himself on that was never a bad idea.
He scrambled to the side to avoid Fangor's next lunge. The poker went past him, a fair ways off, but he knew that even as weak as the boy was any blow could still kill him. "I didn't think you would." He would simply have to bring this to a close, there was no other way around it. He would have to outright kill Fangor, and soon.
Giving up on waiting for the perfect moment he simply moved the moment Fangor was in the right range for his longer-handled weapon. No more waiting, no more stalling. He would finish this now.
My own kind of mercy.
He watched as Fangor fought weariness, much as he did also, to stay upright. They each bled from numerous spots but Curt so far had remained whole. The boy before him could no longer say as much, one arm up in front of him in an attempt to block and swing and the other lying on the ground near them. Curt could feel tiredness pulling at his limbs, growing stronger with each thrust and parry, each miss and block. Soon he too might collapse from exhaustion.
The desperation was beginning to win out over the determination in Fangor's face, but both were still clearly present. The boy was not about to simply keel over and die, as easy as that would make his life. He would have to end this, he had known that from the beginning. They had both known one of them would land a killing blow.
"I won't go down that easily." The defiance was a little hesitant, as though Fangor was trying to convince himself as much as him, but still there. Curt had no doubt that he spoke the truth, and the boy had already proved as much in the last few minutes. He had already told himself not to take his opponent for granted, but refreshing himself on that was never a bad idea.
He scrambled to the side to avoid Fangor's next lunge. The poker went past him, a fair ways off, but he knew that even as weak as the boy was any blow could still kill him. "I didn't think you would." He would simply have to bring this to a close, there was no other way around it. He would have to outright kill Fangor, and soon.
Giving up on waiting for the perfect moment he simply moved the moment Fangor was in the right range for his longer-handled weapon. No more waiting, no more stalling. He would finish this now.
My own kind of mercy.
lyrics from Creature by Asking Alexandria
[Attacks Fangor with Sling Blade (glaive)]
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Stabbed in Forearm -- 8.5 damage + 1 rivalry
