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While everyone else charged forward to attack the beast, Rolic stayed back and took in the information of what was going on. He could do that with everyone else distracting its attention from him. There were certain parts that held his attention, but none directly affected him like Vex's demonstration about just how sharp the blade was.
That made up his mind rather damn quickly about just what the fate of the knife in his hand would be. He didn't have long to do it so he got right to it.
~BATTLE JOINED!~
It took all of ten seconds for him draw his sword and gather the magics, not just of one type but of two, into the blades. It was an eternity in combat and he had to release the magics soon or Vex would end up as a nice large abstract painting on the floor canvas.
And so, with the crappy knife in his hand posessing a red hot blade and sparking the air around it and his own tried and tested (and never found wanting) blade having a sort of vortex of light airy green and pale pale yellow swirling around it, he unleashed the plan that was in his mind. The crappy knife had to go, thrown by his slightly fatigued body at the beast, knowing that it wouldn't reach without help. Fortunately, that he posessed and then some.
He grabbed his blade with both hands and made the powerful slashing movement from his right hip to above his left sholder, unleashing the wind magic that he had placed into his blade, creating a powerful shear of wind that caught the blade that was overloading with fire magic and sped it quickly, very quickly, to the beast's flank. The blade went clean in and the shear of wind threw the beast off it's feet and back a few meters, though it didn't seem to be badly harmed and it was back on it's feet within moments.
Then, the blade inside the beast exploded, sending pieces of heated metal deeper into it. It roared loudly then, a furiously loud sound full of rage and pain before its attention was soundly focused on Rolic. Then it charged.
"Oh crap nuggets."
Rolic is in Danger!
That made up his mind rather damn quickly about just what the fate of the knife in his hand would be. He didn't have long to do it so he got right to it.
~BATTLE JOINED!~
It took all of ten seconds for him draw his sword and gather the magics, not just of one type but of two, into the blades. It was an eternity in combat and he had to release the magics soon or Vex would end up as a nice large abstract painting on the floor canvas.
And so, with the crappy knife in his hand posessing a red hot blade and sparking the air around it and his own tried and tested (and never found wanting) blade having a sort of vortex of light airy green and pale pale yellow swirling around it, he unleashed the plan that was in his mind. The crappy knife had to go, thrown by his slightly fatigued body at the beast, knowing that it wouldn't reach without help. Fortunately, that he posessed and then some.
He grabbed his blade with both hands and made the powerful slashing movement from his right hip to above his left sholder, unleashing the wind magic that he had placed into his blade, creating a powerful shear of wind that caught the blade that was overloading with fire magic and sped it quickly, very quickly, to the beast's flank. The blade went clean in and the shear of wind threw the beast off it's feet and back a few meters, though it didn't seem to be badly harmed and it was back on it's feet within moments.
Then, the blade inside the beast exploded, sending pieces of heated metal deeper into it. It roared loudly then, a furiously loud sound full of rage and pain before its attention was soundly focused on Rolic. Then it charged.
"Oh crap nuggets."
Rolic is in Danger!