1573 – Defiance
Edgar entered the arena with a sword and wooden shield. He felt great. He was ready and looking forward to the fight. The crowd cheered for him as he remained the only contender in the field.
He raised his arms up to pump up them up more. He loved engaging the crowd now. He couldn’t remove the grin off his face as the other gate opened. He began to bang the sword against the side of the shield.
A bit of déjà vu struck as a midlander came through the gate. Edgar gave him a slight bow as he approached. The Hyur had a look of terror on his face as he shuffled back to the exit. But the gate was shut.
He let out a cry before turning. Edgar was there with his sword coming down. The hyur barely got his shield up to block it. Another cry came out as it connected and knocked him to the ground.
Edgar didn’t hold back. The sword came down a second and a third and a fourth. Each accompanied by a scream from the victim. The wooden shield began to crack under the assault. His barrage was relentless. Multiple strikes followed.
The shield finally shattered. The force was enough to stop the blade from dismembering, instead only fracturing his arm. He fell limp as he yelled out in pain.
Edgar’s smile slowly fell away as he glared at his opponent. “I am above this…you are no challenge.†He turned on the balls of his feet and walked toward his gate.
The Master’s grin also disappeared. Anger grew in him and he stood up in a rage. Leaning over the edge of his balcony, he yelled, “Get back there and finish him slave! You are here to kill, not walk away!â€
The slave stared up emotionlessly at his so called master. He drew his sword back and built up a few steps, launching the sword up at the balcony. He laughed as everyone dispersed from its trajectory, including the master.
“You will pay for this, slave!†he spit out. He turned to the peon and whispered an order who then ran into the pits and out of sight. The gate creaked open shortly after.
Edgar gave the master his normal victorious smile as he headed off the field. A second later a coeurl leapt out with a pounce. Caught completely unaware his back slammed on the ground. The beast bit down on his shoulder without remorse. He let out a scream and bashed his shield against its head.
The blow staggered it off him. He scrambled to his feet and raised his shield as it tried to whip him with its giant whiskers. He felt the electricity from the contact surge into his arm. He looked around for a way to get an upper hand. He caught sight of his opponent still weeping at his gate. His weapon remained in his hand.
He rolled in a dodge as the animal lunged at him again. He finished the roll into a sprint. The beast flowed with grace in pursuit. It charged a shock of lightning and shot it at him. The thunder ball struck him and all his muscles tensed at the electricity. He slowed and fell to his hand and knees as he tried to control the pain.
The coeurl jumped early right as Edgar fell. Its claw caught his back but it cleared above him. Edgar struggled through the pain, crawling to the hyur and ripping the sword from his hand. The midlander scrambled from them both to stay as far away as he could.
The beast was already back on top of its prey. Edgar brought the shield up as its fangs caught it. Before he could even swing his blade, he was lifted off the ground as the monster held the shield in its mouth.
Through vicious shakes, his body flailed left and right. His bitten shoulder emitted a loud pop causing another anguish of pain. He struggled to get to the shield strap on his arm in all the twirling.
Finally getting the strap off, he was unsure if it was fate or luck, he was flung around the beast’s side and onto his back. He ignored his pains and drove the sword into the monster’s back. It bucked around and threw him off, but the wound was too much for it. It crawled after him as it began to lose control before finally passing.
Edgar pushed himself up with his good arm and stood up with a defiant look to his owner.
Rebeccah had her usual smile as she glided into his room. She wasn’t surprised to see his beaten state, after seeing him like it so many times.
“What got you this time?†she questioned while getting set up to work.
“A big cat,†he played around.
She gave him a puzzled look. “Not normally fighting beasts like that, why this time?†She went to place a bandage on his shoulder until he winced. As it moved she clearly saw it was dislocated. “I’ll need help to set your shoulder, so for now I’ll just focus on these cuts and the bite.â€
“Let’s just say I upset someone and they wanted to make sure I gave everyone a good show,†he joked while struggling to not react to the pain.
“Why do you feel a need to rebel against him so much?†She knew exactly who he was speaking of.
He shrugged with only one shoulder moving accurately, “I have nothing left to lose.â€
“As you say,†she said quietly. She guided her hand over a couple small scratches on his arm. “Might as well clear up the easy ones.†Before she could pray, Edgar placed his hand over it and a small glow appeared. She focused on his action as it healed the small one.
The room was quiet for a few seconds. She didn’t know how to start.
“I’ve had this ability for a long time…†Edgar started, “it’s barely useful.†She nodded slowly hoping he would continue. “Could you train me how to use it more effectively?â€
She turned away as she struggled on her response. She returned her gaze on him, seeing his pleading look made her feel worse. “I don’t know if I should.†She added bluntly.
Edgar understandably nodded and remained silent to let her continue. She started again but was unfocused by his request. Her heel tapped the ground as she thought on it more and more.
“You don’t have to be so tense,†He gave her a smile as he leisurely pointed at her foot.
“Okay!†She finally let out as he tilted away at her outburst, “I will.†He rubbed his ear as she moved in front with a huge grin. “First thing: Let’s set that arm. Second: I will teach you of the Twelve.â€
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Edgar entered the arena with a sword and wooden shield. He felt great. He was ready and looking forward to the fight. The crowd cheered for him as he remained the only contender in the field.
He raised his arms up to pump up them up more. He loved engaging the crowd now. He couldn’t remove the grin off his face as the other gate opened. He began to bang the sword against the side of the shield.
A bit of déjà vu struck as a midlander came through the gate. Edgar gave him a slight bow as he approached. The Hyur had a look of terror on his face as he shuffled back to the exit. But the gate was shut.
He let out a cry before turning. Edgar was there with his sword coming down. The hyur barely got his shield up to block it. Another cry came out as it connected and knocked him to the ground.
Edgar didn’t hold back. The sword came down a second and a third and a fourth. Each accompanied by a scream from the victim. The wooden shield began to crack under the assault. His barrage was relentless. Multiple strikes followed.
The shield finally shattered. The force was enough to stop the blade from dismembering, instead only fracturing his arm. He fell limp as he yelled out in pain.
Edgar’s smile slowly fell away as he glared at his opponent. “I am above this…you are no challenge.†He turned on the balls of his feet and walked toward his gate.
The Master’s grin also disappeared. Anger grew in him and he stood up in a rage. Leaning over the edge of his balcony, he yelled, “Get back there and finish him slave! You are here to kill, not walk away!â€
The slave stared up emotionlessly at his so called master. He drew his sword back and built up a few steps, launching the sword up at the balcony. He laughed as everyone dispersed from its trajectory, including the master.
“You will pay for this, slave!†he spit out. He turned to the peon and whispered an order who then ran into the pits and out of sight. The gate creaked open shortly after.
Edgar gave the master his normal victorious smile as he headed off the field. A second later a coeurl leapt out with a pounce. Caught completely unaware his back slammed on the ground. The beast bit down on his shoulder without remorse. He let out a scream and bashed his shield against its head.
The blow staggered it off him. He scrambled to his feet and raised his shield as it tried to whip him with its giant whiskers. He felt the electricity from the contact surge into his arm. He looked around for a way to get an upper hand. He caught sight of his opponent still weeping at his gate. His weapon remained in his hand.
He rolled in a dodge as the animal lunged at him again. He finished the roll into a sprint. The beast flowed with grace in pursuit. It charged a shock of lightning and shot it at him. The thunder ball struck him and all his muscles tensed at the electricity. He slowed and fell to his hand and knees as he tried to control the pain.
The coeurl jumped early right as Edgar fell. Its claw caught his back but it cleared above him. Edgar struggled through the pain, crawling to the hyur and ripping the sword from his hand. The midlander scrambled from them both to stay as far away as he could.
The beast was already back on top of its prey. Edgar brought the shield up as its fangs caught it. Before he could even swing his blade, he was lifted off the ground as the monster held the shield in its mouth.
Through vicious shakes, his body flailed left and right. His bitten shoulder emitted a loud pop causing another anguish of pain. He struggled to get to the shield strap on his arm in all the twirling.
Finally getting the strap off, he was unsure if it was fate or luck, he was flung around the beast’s side and onto his back. He ignored his pains and drove the sword into the monster’s back. It bucked around and threw him off, but the wound was too much for it. It crawled after him as it began to lose control before finally passing.
Edgar pushed himself up with his good arm and stood up with a defiant look to his owner.
Rebeccah had her usual smile as she glided into his room. She wasn’t surprised to see his beaten state, after seeing him like it so many times.
“What got you this time?†she questioned while getting set up to work.
“A big cat,†he played around.
She gave him a puzzled look. “Not normally fighting beasts like that, why this time?†She went to place a bandage on his shoulder until he winced. As it moved she clearly saw it was dislocated. “I’ll need help to set your shoulder, so for now I’ll just focus on these cuts and the bite.â€
“Let’s just say I upset someone and they wanted to make sure I gave everyone a good show,†he joked while struggling to not react to the pain.
“Why do you feel a need to rebel against him so much?†She knew exactly who he was speaking of.
He shrugged with only one shoulder moving accurately, “I have nothing left to lose.â€
“As you say,†she said quietly. She guided her hand over a couple small scratches on his arm. “Might as well clear up the easy ones.†Before she could pray, Edgar placed his hand over it and a small glow appeared. She focused on his action as it healed the small one.
The room was quiet for a few seconds. She didn’t know how to start.
“I’ve had this ability for a long time…†Edgar started, “it’s barely useful.†She nodded slowly hoping he would continue. “Could you train me how to use it more effectively?â€
She turned away as she struggled on her response. She returned her gaze on him, seeing his pleading look made her feel worse. “I don’t know if I should.†She added bluntly.
Edgar understandably nodded and remained silent to let her continue. She started again but was unfocused by his request. Her heel tapped the ground as she thought on it more and more.
“You don’t have to be so tense,†He gave her a smile as he leisurely pointed at her foot.
“Okay!†She finally let out as he tilted away at her outburst, “I will.†He rubbed his ear as she moved in front with a huge grin. “First thing: Let’s set that arm. Second: I will teach you of the Twelve.â€
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