[Alvadas Event] Team Keido V. Team Miro (Match 2)

by **Fallacy** on September 22nd, 2011, 9:43 pm

34th of Fall, 511 AV

After the grand first fight between the two teams the crowd had come back stronger than ever. They all wanted to see this event out to the end. People were cheering for their favorite teams as Shale, once again, stepped out into the red sands, his kingdom was growing. "Alvadas!" he yelled, stepping more and more to the center of the sands, "I know what you want." he told them his eyes scanning crowd that surrounded them as they roared their favorite teams name. Team Miro, Team Keido, Team Miro, Team Keido, the names flew around the arena as Shale reveled in the excitement. This was his pay day. It looked like almost all of Alvadas was in the stands, and for that he was happy. He was making more money than he has ever had.

"And so, without further to do, let us get this second match on way." he said throwing a hand up in the air, "Team Miro." he yelled, and soon what he was saying after that was drowned out from the cheers and roars of the crowd, "And lets not forget Team Keido" he yelled, his voice rising above the crowds as he was forced to yell even louder so the team could hear them. After Team Keido was announced the crowd seemed to go just as wild as when he announced Team Miro. It was good feeling all around for both teams still had a chance at advancing.

OOC:

Again first post is an introduction post.

by **Miro** on September 25th, 2011, 11:00 pm

Miro started into the arena once again, feeling ready for a fight. On his back sat a thick heavy robe, slightly drenched with water from his waterskin. Attached to his hip were five scroll casings filled with sharp ice ready to rip through the flesh of his opponents. Griever sat obediently in his hand, awaiting the time he would be drawn to battle. Miro lead his team forward with a large grin on his face, making his glorious appearance on the warm red sand. Miro walked out and shot his arms to his sides looking up, bathing in the screams of his name. It seemed every person wanted Miro to step forward and fight, and he would not let them down. No matter the opponent, they would be taken out without much trouble. Res was packed tightly around the entirety of his frame an inch thick. Keido or Ricky, whichever he would have the chance to fight it wouldn't make a difference. He wanted Keido, to fight him, tear him apart for insulting the arena. He did not deserve to walk these reddened sands, and his crimson blood would soon be added to their collection.

Miro kept forward, walking to the center of the arena allowing all to cheer and shout for him. His team stayed back, only able to watch the display of talent Miro had in store. The only goals he had for the fight were to make the crowd scream louder and to win. His new techniques were amazingly strong, and even a new element at his disposal. He was itching to use them, perhaps an ice shuriken to cleave off a limb. Or a torrent of diamond dust to strip the flesh from their bones. Burn away the hair on their head with fire. Ah, the possibilities, the possibilities. They were endless, perfectly endless. Miro readied his stance, feet wide, huddled over his blade. Djed flowed into his arms and his hand itched with excitement. Griever was begging to be drawn, if only to taste the excitement in the air. "Keido! Be a man and step forward! I will take you down...that is if you aren't afraid. You could always turn tail and run, I wouldn't blame you. Besides, Ricky is more of a man. Either show your shame or show your blood, I'M WAITING!"

by **Keido** on October 5th, 2011, 9:38 am

Miro wanted a man while he was still only a boy? Keido did not want pick on someone like that but he came out. Everyone was waiting to see a fight after all. After the last encounter with Miro in the past, Keido has been planning and learning about these magic users. What better way to test this newfound knowledge especially since it was the one who showed him about it.

"So Miro, do you want me to spank you like a brat or beat you like a man?" Keido asked holding tightly on his spear. Something to amuse everyone who heard it at Miro's expense. The distraction was necessary if he wanted to have a chance with this battle.

Miro might have his tricks but Keido had his own too. A trump card so to speak. The battle has already begun even before they started attacking. Keido did a little hop and put his weight on his feet ready to spring into action at anytime. His opponent was Miro and his eyes were all on him waiting and looking for the tell signs from the habits of those who use their magic or even for Miro's attacks. Those will be the window of opportunity he needed to strike.

OOCOther equipment as per CS: net, teethed gauntlet, stinging smoke, kodachi, chainmail, tsana glove?

by **Miro** on October 6th, 2011, 12:27 am

The instant Keido started forward, Miro had made his decision. The strategy was too good to pass up, even if it did take the fun out of the fight. Miro remained held over Griever, but his focus was split. Half of his attention on Keido, the other half on his right arm. His djed began to flow around his arm, thinning from the other areas of his body, and thickening the entirety of his forearm. While taking to the pool, he began manipulating it, spinning it around gaining speed, hidden behind the thick robe. There was only the question of the how to use it efficiently. The attack was powerful, and if he continued to add to the gathering res, he would find himself a murderer. A quick draw and a quicker warning would suffice. There is no shame in helping a foe keep from serious harm. After all, he did not want to ruin the mans life, let alone kill him.

Keido remained positioned, ready to strike. It seemed he was awaiting Miro to make an action, this was fine. He wouldn't act like he was doing anything at all, until it was too late that is. Griever was not the weapon of choice in this fight, but worked as a great facade. What he really wanted was at his hip, in his scrollcase. Diamond Dust, the perfect tool against an opponent without armor. It was time to make the first move, and it was going to be a big one. Keido had a spear, it looked formidable, devastating if it were to land a strike. How would he land a strike? Throwing would be a perfect way to get a distance strike, but that would leave him without a weapon. There were simple ways of avoiding such a weapon, if he was fast enough.

Miro readied himself for an attack. He would start the show with a bang. He took Griever and flung him into the air with his right hand. The cane went soaring several feet into the air. Without breaking his concentration, his left hand dropped to his scrollcasing. His right arm, upon its lift eased out the res, still spinning it. Miro detached a case and moved his res down to it. He opened the case and emptied it into the center of the mass of spinning res and dropped the case. He steadied his attack with both of his hands. The effort to ready the attack left him slightly fatigued. A drop of sweat ran from his brow down to his cheek.

Griever landed behind him, falling over in the sand. Miro broke his focus yet again, this time leaving him somewhat vulnerable. He tasked his mind with three things now. First and most importantly, on Keido, his target. Secondly on his spell, intended for his target. And finally, he moved his remaining res to his left arm, covering it as a whole, pooling mostly near the hand. He started forward, closing the distance between him and his enemy. Gradually he ran forward, watching closely on Keido. If he would strike, he would use his res over his left hand to try to counter via a strong gust of wind. If he was able to work his way in to a distance of fifteen feet, then he would unleash Diamond Dust. The swirling wind storm would send a field of sharp ice crystals slicing apart anything caught in the torrential blast. The res was formed loosely, creating a much larger, less devastating attack, covering a large area in front of him. He was ready for a decisive victory, if Diamond Dust landed, Keido would be covered in tiny lacerations, leaving him in a critical state.

Miro ran, closing in on the distance, nearly twenty feet between them when he screamed a warning. "Cover your face if you don't want to go blind!" Still, he continued forward closing the gap. If Keido tried to dodge, gaining an advantageous position Miro would retreat and line up a definitive strike. If he charged forward he would strike with the attack, taking him out. In the case of a thrown counter attack, Miro would use res to blow it off course. He had a plan, but one could not account for everything one might do. It was time to see who was truly the better fighter.

by **Keido** on November 1st, 2011, 5:32 am

Keido has been preparing all this time should he run into another magic user after Miro had used that flux move on him. He learned that to use magic they had to focus and concentrate, failing to do so would break whatever spell they had. It was a perfect opportunity to teach Miro a lesson now though he could not rely purely on his strength. Keido would also need to use some trickery as disgusting as it was but well worth it.

Whatever Miro tried to accomplish with throwing his weapon away was not Keido's concern. For him it was a stupid move, another way for Miro to show off with his flashy moves like he did with the ice sword and the tsana. Taking advantage of the opening while Miro stumbled over his scrollcase, Keido would plunge the spear forward right at him. A move which would be devastating especially after how much speed he was picking up from a charge which begun as soon as Griever was in the air, like a signal to start.

Then Miro charged forward as well. His foolishness knew no bounds for everyone knew that mages were weak in the body. For Miro this would be even more true with his half symenestrian heritage. A proper blow would mean half the battle was already won and Miro's stupid command will not deter him from it.

by **Miro** on November 1st, 2011, 8:38 am

Miro started forward towards Keido when he realized what had happened. Keido had decided to start by running and throwing his spear right at Miro. The speed of the attack was impressive, but it wasn't perfect. He had tried to take advantage of too small of an opening. All in all the amount of time between the throwing of Griever and loading was a couple seconds. Miro shot forward the res from his left hand in a long hook shape. He attempted to swipe it at the spear that danced in the air leading towards him. He would need to dodge it to get in range, but was not willing to rely on solely an acrobatic motion for the dodge. The mass of res moved down and to the left side leading out from him in a four foot wave. As it began to head right to intercept the spear it would travel at an upward angle pushing it to the right. Though he only intended to use a portion, all of the res transmuted to heavy gust of wind that knocked the spear heavily off course, sending it far away landing near the stands. A massive amount of sand kicked up to the right of Miro and as he dipped down and to the left successfully avoiding the attack. It was at a heavy cost, but the attack had failed miserably. The distance was winding down to open the perfect window for the attack. At twenty yards Miro subtly changed his pace to prepare for the attack. Keido who was charging at a quick speed towards him would get a good taste of magic. He seemed to only bring a spear to the fight, which was fine by Miro. When Diamond Dust was launched Keido would not have much choice but to bathe in the icy pain it delivered. Miro swept his left hand over and cocked back his right. The spell began to increase its spiral speed even more. Miro's focused wrapped into the ball that hovered near his hand. Keido neared around ten feet, and Miro knew it was time. He launched his right hand forward propelling the ball right at Keido. Less than five or so feet away he exploded the spell with a massive wind transmutation. It would blast everything in front of it with a spinning torrent of wind that carried tiny shards of ice that would tear into flesh. The attack was quite impressive in may senses. The power was very great. A strong gust of wind would most likely knock somebody off of their feet as the blades tore through him. The speed was even more amazing however. It would burst forward at several times the speed of the ball of res. Though the ball of res would move so quickly that anybody who wasn't being very observant on the spell would find themselves within deadly range in a second, the transmutation made it faster. When it became a gust of wind it would move faster than the eye could hope to follow. Though the spell would be over in a moment, the damage would seem as if somebody had stopped time and taken a knife to the skin a thousand times. The points were slightly filed down from the heat of the day and wouldn't be quite as sharp, but the strength of the spell would ensure several harsh lacerations if it hit. The angle and timing of Keido's approach were perfect. It looked as if he charged right into a storm of pain made just for him.

The instant the spell transmuted Miro had a new thought go through his mind. He placed his hands together for a moment and conjured a bit more res. As it came out it felt like tiny needles poking through his flesh. It pooled around his hands and slid up his arms. He allowed it to slide into his robe and attract the water that laid therein. Removing it from his clothing and adding to the mass lightened his load a bit. While this entire process was happening Miro had turned and ran back towards his entrance were Griever rested. He snatched him and turned around. He focused his djed flux into his right arm and moved his blade to his offhand. Miro shaped the res into a dagger-like blade. It had a handle that would fit in his hand well and give him a good grip. The blade jutted out just after the handle forming a sharpened triangle shaped dagger. The blade went out a few inches in each direction and gradually came to a very sharp point. Miro transmuted the outer half, leaving a liquid res core. He watched for Keido, keeping tabs on him. He would remain unsure of his success until he saw him though. If it hit there would be rips in his clothing and blood dripping forth. Miro had no doubts however. The attack was a sure thing and from what Keido had shown he was all talk. His fighting skills were second rate at best and he seemed quite unprepared. When the time came he had an ice dagger and the Flux built up in his arm to launch it hard. Keido was going to be in a world of hurt one way or another. Did he even stand a chance?

by **Keido** on November 13th, 2011, 4:33 pm

Wind could actually do nothing much except surprise Keido a little when he felt the breeze pushing at him unless it was powerful wind from a mage. Keido fought back against the wind and continued pressing forward towards Miro but he was no longer there because Miro could only defend against a flying spear and send it to the stands from a distance instead of one charging straight at him with the full weight and fury from Keido. Also just as Miro wanted the wind attack was successful in stunning Keido somehow and the fighter was not able to think for a few moments but in a fight each one counted. The only thing Keido could do is run forward towards Miro on instinct and the momentum which had been built up from earlier.

This only made it easier for Miro to get Keido into position for the icy attack just as he wanted as well. By then Keido was able to recover but felt that he could only continue pressing on the attack since he was only all talk and a second rate fighter against a first class mage. Anything else even without a weapon Keido could still fight with his fists though his kodachi could be better but at the heat of battle he did not think of drawing his weapon. To answer Miro's question, did Keido have a chance? No he didn't because the young mage had all the power in the world and was more than capable in defeating any opponent which came his way no matter what strategy or skills they had available to them.

Miro looked to have the same idea as Keido at taking it to their fists when he pulled back his arm to gather as much force as possible. Keido traced the path of where he expected the punch to come from and waited until Miro was fully committed to his attack. He knew that the punch would hurt because of he flux having experienced it before and that was one of the reason why as a mage Miro was better. Once the fist came, Keido weaved his head to the side like he had always done expecting to avoid blow to the head yet again but things did not turn out as both fighter's wanted. Keido felt the full blast of the icy attack to his face just as Miro wanted.

Keido could not help Miro get anymore satisfied than this and the boy wasted the rest of his efforts to get whatever else he wanted from this fight. Miro should be happy enough to see that once he shot the ball at Keido's face, he got the fighter well. Clearly to Miro and the spectators around him, the icy shards ripped into his opponent's face tearing off anything exposed including most of the skin but that was not the bad part. It could have been his inexperience or he was overgiving without realizing it as he should be but Miro's spell was not as controlled as he though. A tiny but significant amount of the shards managed to make their way into the openings. Keido's nose, mouth and ears lodging and cutting themselves at the unprotected organs inside even if they were filed from being made days earlier. It was strange to think that ice projectiles could even last this long.

"Stop hiding in the shadows and fight me you coward" the fighter yelled in fear of the raw display of power he just experienced.

Keido fought on for a few moments throwing his spear blindly at the front where Miro had already escaped. By the time the ice dagger was made, the blind and damaged fighter collapsed on the ground. Dead. His eyes which got hit first from the attack might be fragile but most fragile part of the body is the heart and the brain. Keido had fought so hard to beat his opponent that the shards which entered into the blood streams were pumped all over until there was nothing else anyone could do. Once Miro was chosen as the opponent the ending was written as everyone knew. He was just not powerful enough to even survive an encounter against the mage and everyone would see this fact having watched the entirety of this fight.

Miro might have won the fight but if Shale treasured his reputation and word, he would have no choice but to say that the tournament for Miro is over. Magic is so unpredictable that this tragedy could be thought as an accident if not because everyone could see that the spell Miro used was so big and damaging that Miro had every intention of greviously harming his opponent which would lead to his death if death was not his true intent. Keido can only hope that Lhex would see his life until now fit to be something more in the next and if the god was in a good mood, favor his remaining teammates Bones and Ricky in their own fights so that Keido's name can follow his team as far as they went.

by **Miro** on November 18th, 2011, 9:42 am

Miro looked up ready both with an attack and to defend himself. What he saw he was unprepared for though. Nothing moved at all. It didn't click for a moment, causing panic to sweep over him. Before he could think of wondering where Keido went to the crowds boomed with screams and cheers. Miro became swept up in the cheers waving and cheering. He was tired, but hearing his name chanted gave him a burst of energy he needed to deal with. Finally, recognition of his skills. He had done exactly what he set out to do and won his first fight. Kinneas would have no choice to acknowledge him once he won the tournament. With Grimkon on his team there was no way anybody would stop them. Keido seemed to take the attack pretty hard. He had yet to rise from the ground after being struck with the spell.

by **Venser Rush** on April 21st, 2014, 11:43 pm

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