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Skirmish between Kuraudo and Xukhezur

Kuraudo's hulk of a sword misses its intended target. Xukhezur took evasive measures to slip beneath the First Tsurugi to offset its projection. Shoving his short sword into the flat of the mechanical brand. Though by doing this, his otherwordly foe inadvertently set off a trap. The luminous energy cloaking the First Tsurugi detonates like an explosive. An outburst that not only sends Xukhezur reeling, but Kuraudo as well.

He is sent flying back, racing over the battle floor several feet (6.12) high. It was a reckless move, though his actions didn't render him unconcious. The ex-SOLDIER stunned himself momentarily, able to recover from the debacle forthwith. He motions his slim body into a slow flip backwards. By this time the momentum wanned a bit and Kuraudo lands on his feet. He slides across the sand, leaving an eight-foot skid mark in his wake. When he brings himself upright, Kuraudo looks across to ring. There's wonderment on his mind. Whether his opponent endured the attack unscathed.

Skirmish between Kuraudo and Xukhezur

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Skirmish between Kuraudo and Xukhezur

The ex-SOLDIER continues his speedy approach. Though before he comes within striking range, Xukhezur had set his devices through unearthly means. A weapon that mirrors the length and width of the First Tsurugi. Only ten feet away, Kuraudo winds up his arms to execute a slash. Also, he utilizes the opportunity to charge his weapon with Spirit Energy: a metaphysical substance.

It highlights the intricate design of the fusion swords in blue. Then, like a burgeoning flame, the energy enswathes the entire brand. At five feet, coming in range to attack, the ex-SOLDIER swings the First Tsurugi from right to left. An arcing endeavor to cleave his opposition cleanly through the left arm, just under the fringe of the deltoid. And if successful, the savage split will rive the chest cavity and exit the opposite end. If not, an alternative effect will arise.

Skirmish between Kuraudo and Xukhezur

In his nimble-footed approach, Kuraudo remains unswerving. He tightens his grip upon the red haft of the First Tsurugi. It's in response to Xukhezur's pellucid warhead that he launched. Like water, light filters through the projectile which causes a distortion. A hazy disposition that dispenses the size of the missle and its trajectory. The ex-SOLDIER veers off to his right to avoid potential damage. And by doing so, it's to be assumed the missle will continue onward, missing its target entirely.

Skirmish between Kuraudo and Xukhezur

Duly arranged for the fray, the ex-SOLDIER notes every action taken by Xukhezur. There's an aircraft, designed to suit a single person, came at the behest of its commander. For what purpose it provides remains to be an enigma to Kuraudo. Though he knows it has an important role to play in his match.

With this understanding, he brings the First Tsurugi from his shoulders to the forefront. Afterwards, Kuraudo breaks his position to burst into a sprint. The thin layer of sand spurns from the fleet pattering of his boots. Everything that's lightweighted, such as his hair, waist cloak and left sleeve, flutters to the onrush. The position of his sword is brought to his dexter to as the space between them steadily dwindles. Who will sling the initial strike?

Skirmish between Kuraudo and Xukhezur

An inference was made to duel at the circe of mayhem. Kuraudo simply nods and journey to the rendezvous point for combat. A few minutes later, the ex-SOLDIER is at the mean spot of the ring. It's been a summer or two since his last scrimmage, and it looks just as he remembers. Broken and ruin. Without much to prepare for, Kuraudo turns to face his opposition to get the fight underway.

Skirmish between Kuraudo and Xukhezur

The gaian hero known as Kuraudo Sutoraifu reaches to gate's margent. Though in his path, as if waiting for him or anyone, a stranger nears him. He lays an inquistition upon the ex-SOLDIER, wondering if he's searching for someone. But the question suggest more than mere concern. To those that're seasoned vets to the pastime of warriors, it means to engage in battle.

"Not anyone in particular." said Kuraudo, fixing his mako-enriched eyes upon the would be challenger. He stands there with the prodigious First Tsurugi in the grip of his right hand. With one lift, he heaves the sword, resting its length across the breadth of his shoulders.

The first battle of all time

Green said
Hey. At least the colour of your unicorns doesn't conflict with your names.

LOL!
True. n_n

Skirmish between Kuraudo and Xukhezur

The ululation of the beastly Fenrir, a sleek and glossy three-wheeled motorbike, roars outside the Arena. It stops in front of the entry way with its goggled rider. Its automatous grumble is silenced as soon as the ignition is turned off. With his right leg swinging over Fenrir, the man dismounts the swarthy vehicle. Though before making into the Arena, this man with hair done in a spiky coiffure, equips himself. He pushes the mechanism to opens two hatches flanking the motorbike. They are internal compartments that houses six auxiliary swords in each slot. The erstwhile SOLDIER unsheathes the brands and assemble them together like puzzle pieces. This tight knit collection of steel is known as the First Tsurugi. It's an umbrella moniker that denotes to every sword as a unit. Now he's ready to head into the battle ring where many loses and triumphs are held.

Skirmish between Kuraudo and Xukhezur

Alright.