[IC] RPGuild Ranked Tournament (ImportantNobody vs. Barthimaeus)

[ImportantNobody]

Not at full power he'd try to use some trickery to get in a lethal strike. He resorted to his most energy intensive ability. After closing some of the distance he began spreading light blue mist around him that would slowly envelope an area of 20 square feet. While in it he would be nearly invisible, only a slightly blur when moving. Using this ability he would stealthily close in from his opponent's weakened right side and slash at his sword arm to try and disable that too.

[Bartimaeus]

Dmitri was expecting a ranged attack of sime sort from his opponent, but a fogging blue mist? He was obviously trying to sneak up and attack Dmitri. Dmitri planning hus shots, swings his sword onve left, once straight, and two different angles to the right. He then begins to circle clockwise from when he last saw Raln, now knowing where the mist stops. But there was one thing he didnt know, can his opponent see through his own fog?

[ImportantNobody]

Raln waited out his opponent's mad swings, although he didn't have forever to wait; only 10 seconds from the time he began the magic. He pulled out another dagger, running dangerously low on them now, and tossed it at his opponent's center of mass yet again. It would make it's appearance before it managed to hit him, but because it would be very hard for his opponent to know what he was up to until the dagger was already on it's way, that would severely limit his response time. Raln then rushed around to his opponent's left side to slash out at his neck. Rushing this fast would turn him into a far more visible blur, but he was running out of time to make his move so couldn't waste it slowly creeping around, especially if he wanted to strike soon after his dagger attack came in.

[Bartimaeus]

Dmitri had finished his magical attack, and then he saw something shimmering to his left, heard it too. But he heard something off to the sidr of that as well. Dmitri raised his left arm as if in a back-knuckle punch, just in time for the metallic sound of a blade clanging against it. He then swung DragonWhisker from right to left at his opponent's right shoulder, and felt a massive burst of pain in his ribs. It must have been a knife. It wouldnt be hindering his attsck though, it hadnt hit him soon enough, and his blade was soaring towards his foe's shoulder. This would be a very crippling blow to his opponent, having both his arms damaged. But Dmitri didnt know how bad his own injury was, as he couldnt look at the moment, but he wasnt having difficulty breathing, maybe a rib stopped the blade from puncturing a lung? Or maybe it hasnt had its affect on him yet.

[ImportantNobody]

His opponent had a good eye to block the blur that was coming for him so well, but he still couldn't block both of the attacks. By now the blur caused by his magic became more and more clear as the mist dispersed into thin air, making the effect far more negligible and revealing him in enough detail where he didn't expect to get away with too much secrecy.

He saw the blade coming in and couldn't allow both arms to be taken out of fighting potential so he further sacrificed his right hand, painfully reach across his body with the hand, moving the shoulder as little as possible to do so, so that his right palm collided with blade, causing a splash of red to spray out of the point of impact. His hand was pushed back with the blade and collided against his left shoulder, but such an impact was far more negligible then what would have happened.

He let out a pained cry as he tried to wrap his weary hands around the blade an try to hold it in place as long as possible, but given the weakness he felt in his grip it likely wouldn't hold him long. With his left handed holding the sword he yanked the sword back from the punch and then tried another swing against his body.

[Bartimaeus]

Dmitri had landed a blow alright, maybe not where he wanted to, but it was a blow. Dmitri was now in a pretty good way despite some small problems. His opponent right arm was heavily wounded, but a swing of a sword was still coming for him. Dmitri was now kindove to the side of his oppenent put still infront of him. He knew he couldnt stop that blade fast enough, so he reached out with his left arm and yannked Raln's left shoulder towards him, attempting to turn him around as a sword cut into his rib-back region. Dmitri hoped to accomplish two things with this: get behind his opponent and tear through their hand with his sword. If his opponent's hand loosened its grip, he would pull his blade away a thrust it into his enemies back if possible.

[ImportantNobody]

Raln's right hand slipped limply off the blade as he was jerked around. Although his own blade lashed out against his opponent yet again, it was not something to instantly cause a fatal wound or take him out of the fight just yet. He probably needed one more good blow to achieve that. Knowing that he was in a very bad position right now with his back to his opponent and held loosely in place by the shoulder, his best option was to act as quickly as possible to take him out before his opponent could truly capitalize on this. He swung his left arm back across his body and angled the point of his sword backwards, stabbing it behind him on the right side of his body and angled upwards slightly to go into the heart area. Meanwhile he glanced over his shoulder, seeing if an attack would also come in against him so he'd try to maneuver as best he could to avoid a fatal attack while delivering the attack of his own.

[Bartimaeus]

Dmitri saw the attack coming from a pretty odd angle and turned his whole torso to barely avoid it. After avoiding this he threw his right leg into the back of his opponent's knees and at the same time pulled him by his shoulder back and down. This was attempting to pull his opponent and knock them on the ground,winding them, and maybe making Raln cut himself at the weird angle his sword was currently held.

[ImportantNobody]

While on his knees, Raln extended his own left leg backwards in order to try and donkey kick his opponent's left leg out from under him to make him go down with him. Due to his opponent's right leg being the weakened one, forcing his left leg out of a stable position would be more beneficial then the other way around. He kept his sword held at a safe distance from his body as he did this, waiting to see another opening such as if his opponent was thrown off balance then he' try again.

[Bartimaeus]

Dmitri was now just as immobile as his foe, almost. He completely let go of all holds on his opponent, and, keeping away from his foe's sword, tackled him full force. While doing this his sword was held in front of him flat side facing either combatent, to defend against stabs and slashes if need be.

[ImportantNobody]

Activating his power, light purple mist began to surround the two. He held his breath because it would cause some troublesome effects within 5 seconds of breathing in such as disorientation, trouble breathing, and nausea, and if breathed in for the 30 seconds the mist would be active it could cause lose of consciousness and death. Hopefully this mist would dissuade his opponent from sticking around or even take effect against him. Instead of swinging his sword, which would be blocked by the blade, he tried to reach back and elbow him in the nose as the two were crashing to the ground.

[Bartimaeus]

Dmitri was suddenly in a large cloud of purple mist, and an elbow slammed into his face. It was definitely cracked, maybe not broken but cracked. Dmitri took a normsl breath and it felt strange, a kind of, sinister taste. He quickly rose from the ground and covered his nose and mouth with his left hand. He didnt have to hold his breath, as his hand would nullify the magic entering his mouth and nose. He then attempted to stomp on his foe, who was still semi- on the ground, and aimed for his head.

[ImportantNobody]

Raln jerked his head to the right just in time to avoid the stomp. Looks like his poison was a bust so would not come in handy in the slightest now. Using a last ditch surprise effort, he dropped his sword that was held in a pretty useless position now anyways and reached back past his opponent's defenses, grasping onto the handle of the knife sticking out of his opponent's body. With a giant tug he'd try to slash it up and deliver a massive wound up his entire torso.

[Bartimaeus]

Dmitri's relatively unprepared attack was easily avoided by his opponent. But then he did the oddest thing. He dropped his sword. This was obviously some funny buisness, but he wasnt prepared for him to reach for the knife, Dmitri had forgotten about, sticking out of him, annd yanked upwards, putting a very large gash running up his rib- back area. Dmitri almost fell down at the immense pain in his back region. He turned away from his opponent, the blade sliding out of him, and oddly enough, sat on his enemy, using all his weight. As he did this he pulled a small scroll and oppened it with one hand and said a small phrase. "T'ruk metosa t'pasem"*
He was attempting a suicide kill, holding down his opponent while they were both struck by lightning would be his plan.

[ImportantNobody]

Wha-?! What was he doing?! Raln didn't want to find out what this strange maneuver would do so he tried to end the battle quickly with another attack despite his opponent already likely having fatal wounds. His sword was luckily still within reach so he picked it back up and jousted it towards his opponent's neck to stab it all the way through his spine, ending his consciousness and life immediately if the attack hit. If the man's mystery attack was quick enough to hit before he had time to make this move then he'd be in for a shocking experience.

[Bartimaeus]

Dmitri didnt know the attack was coming, he was in mighty trouble. The sword struck him and sunk into him like a knife through solidified milk. He was barely able to breath, little more, move, his spine was struck through with a mighty thrust putting him onn the line of death. But then a severe blue light and utter heat washed over him. The lightning struck his left arm first, then traveled through his blood stream to his heart, ending the tale of Dmitri Valean. For now. The intense electricity traveled up his body, and met his opponen'ts blade and ran down it, having sinister intentions.

[ImportantNobody]

Raln didn't have time to act, seized up by the lightning strike before convulsing underneath his opponent, although Raln was already dead by the time this happened. He didn't know if his opponent outlived him or not, only his opponent would know the answer.

[Bartimaeus]

Darkness filled his mind, his view, his senses. He has been killed by the lightning, almost instantly. He died fractions of a second before his opponent. "Dmitri, Raln you both fought well. You have both honored your families and your selves, therefore i grsnt you the gift of second life. But you must no longer fight. Now, go."

Dmitri woke with a gasp, grasping his chest. All his wounds. They were gone. Some almighty god had gave him a magnificent gift. He looked to his left, and right beside him, his previous foe, Raln. He waited for Raln to wake, then he said "You are a great fighter, how about we get a drink or two, on me brother.".