The Unworthy Blood Knight by Negus Lamont

Author:Negus Lamont [Lamont, Negus]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Masani Press
Published: 2020-03-09T22:00:00+00:00

He swung his mace at her head, nearly connecting with dreadful impact. Catherine did several back flips, pulling her daggers from their holsters. With a flick of her wrists, they ignited. causing flames to spew out. With several twists and twirls she launched forth a massive wave of fire at his torso. Althalos stomped his feet causing a giant ice barrier to push towards her, effectively extinguishing the fire. She dashed forward, daggers aimed for his thigh only to have him dodge with ease. “Fighting up close with melee is different than hiding in the shadows with a crossbow. You project where you’re going to attack.”

With a series of punches, kicks, and elbows, she attempted to land a blow on the veteran commander. He smirked, dodging as the heat from the flames warmed his skin. “You get frustrated easily, that makes you privy to making mistakes.” She twirled, launching her elbow towards his jaw only to stop short and sweep her leg across the floor. Just when she was about to connect, he jumped, using his mace as leverage. Her leg hit the weapon, causing damage to her foot.

In seconds she was standing in position with her daggers ready for battle. “Quiet old man, I know what I’m doing.”

He snarled, “Old man? I’m still young enough to wipe the floor with you and anyone else in this facility.”

The High Cleric started a round of applause, “Is that so? Well, perhaps we should test that theory out. As I recall, it was I who saved you two love birds.”

Commander Althalos’ face turned red. He tightened his grip around the hilt of his mace, waving Catherine out of the dueling arena. She nodded and took to the viewers corner. Hearing the previous commotion, several other clerics came in to watch the duel, including Oko-Iku. I’ve been waiting for this moment for a while now. Despite my advanced age, I am not useless. I will prove it to all on this day.

The High Cleric withdrew his massive battle axe and slammed it against the wooden guard surrounding the arena. With both his hands wrapped around the destructive weapon, he smirked. A teal aura poured out of his weapon. The aura oozed towards his body, connecting to his helmet and right arm. He swung his weapon again, this time reaching twice the length of the battle axe via the auric connection.

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