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In the Land of Heartstone

Ryu gazes at Grima with a puzzled expression, but wastes no time any scrambling away from him. He climbs to his feet, still tense, but mostly confused. "Why do you keep mumbling to yourself like that?" He says sharply, edging away from Grima.

In the Land of Heartstone

Ryu gasped sharply, the kick to his stomach making it hard to breath. He tried to shimmy away slightly from the blade, the dirt path staining his hair and clothes. "W-wait!" He cried from fear, eyes pinned to the blade.

In the Land of Heartstone

Ryu forces a smile, that looks more like a snarl. "I expected more of you. Surely you should have cut me down by now." Ryu snapped in a sharp tone, regaining his footing. He sprung forward once more, putting his full weight into another attack aimed directly at Grima's stomach.

In the Land of Heartstone

Ryu twists around, deflecting the sword from cutting any flesh. But the force of the swing makes him stumble backward, nearly losing his balance. Ryu quickly puts his guard back up, heart pounding as he lunged forward again. His swings were fast, but had little force behind them, making it easy to block and to counter-attack.

In the Land of Heartstone

(that's the spirit! lol)
"You're so pretentious!" Ryu snapped, keeping a keen eye of Grima's weapon. He circled Grima, before forcing himself to attack. Ryu launched himself forward swiftly, thrusting the sharp edge towards Grima's abdomen.

In the Land of Heartstone

Ryu winces, "I doubt it will be that easy for you." He replied bitterly, lurching towards Grima. He carefully picked his way to the dirt path, glowering at Grima as he did. His muscles were tense, ready to spring, but Ryu wouldn't dare to make the first move once again. "We don't have to fight you know..." He began through clenched teeth, deciding to try and talk his way out of this. "I'm sure we can come to some sort of compromise."
(yeah that's what im thinking)

In the Land of Heartstone

Ryu snarled at Grima, gripping the sword tightly as he glared. "There's something wrong with your head." He spat out, glaring angrily. He took a step around Grima, glancing in the direction of the camp in desperation. He hoped the kids had heard the yelling, but he wasn't sure if they would bother to help Ryu considering his past. "If you don't leave, I'll..." He paused,trying to think of a plausible threat. "Make you sorry."
(sorry my responses are so slow, im not sure where to take this on from here)

In the Land of Heartstone

Ryu slammed into the trunk of the sturdy tree, the wind knocked out of him. "Okay.... Not good idea...." He wheezed to himself, forcing himself to stand up. His breath returning, Ryu yanked the sword from the tree and sent glares at Grima. "What do you even play to do?! They have nothing to do with you!" Ryu shouted angrily, trying to stall for time. There wasn't much else Ryu felt he could do, he felt that Grima would simple cut him down if he attacked head-on again. \

In the Land of Heartstone

Ryu growls at Grima, to cover the wince he had from Grima's harsh words. Even though he knew Grima was serious, he couldn't seem to make his legs move him out of the way. Ryu curled his hand into a fist, eyes concentrated on the sword devastatingly close to his throat. "Well the thing is-" Ryu cut himself off as he cast a spell of mist. A very simply illusion spell that clouds the vision, it only lasts for a few seconds and affects everyone including the spellcaster. However this was long enough for Ryu to put distance between Grima and him. Ryu, with his own short sword, circled Grima. The spell dissipates quickly and Ryu lunges, slashing with his weapon. He is fast, but his form is inexperienced, obvious that this sort of fighting was no something he was particularly skilled at.

In the Land of Heartstone

Ryu cursed at Grima under his breath, but was otherwise silent. He led down the path, eventually reaching the cover the group had made. He stopped as it came into view, hesitating to continue any further as a wave of guilt hit him. Ryu glanced back at Grima, lips pulled back in a snarl. He shot a glare, already plotting to end Grima's life.