[Flashback] Rites Of Passage/Dark Beginnings (Coatl Please)

[Phoenix_Shadow]

Phoenix rolled with the male Zith, deciding to try and press what little advantage he still had, although with a Zith claws on him and rolling around him, he was not sure exactly how much an advantage he truly had, at least he had gotten luck thus far. Phoenix wasn't so sure that this was a good idea, he was a little scared but that did not phase his actions. He was taught to handle fear like this in a noble manner. Phoenix took his Lakan and attempted to thrust it into the chest of this male Zith if he could, however depending on position he would stab it anywhere he could, and continue to stab it until the Zith retreated or was dead. If he was able to strike the chest then with his next couple of stabs he would work up to the neck of this Zith. Several cussing type of words were comming out of his mouth as Phoenix felt the claws into his skin as he stabbed. Phoenix was not giving up the fight even if it was continual. He just hoped his luck would keep to survive this encounter.

[Nickorius]

As the two warriors tumbled across the ground, various hits were scored on both side. The pure chaos and randomness of the fight made making calculated hits almost impossible. Phoenix didn't let the suddenness and unexpectedness of the tumble throw him into a state of panic. His betters were expecting him to finish this task, and fear wouldn't help him finish. He embraced the tumble, not trying to stop it. As they rolled across the ground, Phoenix stabbed at the beast. Scoring a couple glancing hits through pure luck. With each of Phoenix's stabs came a tighter grip from the Zith, who was digging his claws deeper and deeper into Phoenix's shoulder and back. Despite the near blinding pain it caused, the claws couldn't stop the Akalak's fervent attacks. The Lakan met flesh several times and by the time they stopped rolling, another Zith was dead. Pitch felt an uncontrollable anger rise in him. This was unacceptable. These Zith were his kind. His responsibility. Not one more would die. He screeched at the remaining Zith. They spoke back, but he was already set on his target. Pitch descended to the ground as the others flew away. His eyes locked onto the Akalak, conveying pure fury. He looked into the Akalak and shouted in harsh Common, "You will die, Akalak."

[Phoenix_Shadow]

Phoenx Saw Pitch comming and his first thought was "Shit, not another one." but it didn't stop him. Fear was a luxury that was not allowed in this stuff. Phoenix has very little if any time to take some type of defense. Phoenix thought of the same crazy tactic, it worked once, just maybe Wysar and Akaja willing it would work again. Phoenix waited till Pitch came closer and then he jumped at Pitch at the same time Pitch was rushing towards the ground Lakan poised to strike. Phoenix hoped that in Pitch's rage he would make some mistakes. "Bring it, Zith!" Phoenix shouted back as he sprung as Pitch. Phoenix was going to strike, actually anywhere he was able to get a hit in but if he could the more vital an area the better. The last Zith was painful but Phoenix did not let the pain in his shoulder or back deter what he was tring to do. His brothers would expect nothing less but 110% out of him. At the time he didn't even notice the other ZIth flying away his focus was on Pitch as that was the immediate threat.

Phoenix