07-20-2009, 05:01 PM
"That," Arkurus said. "Is a personal matter. Suffice to say, I regret it and am collecting ever survivor that I find...though she is the first and probably only one." Tiff felt as though her heart had been stabbed all the way through with an icicle. "My...family..." She suddenly went limp and fell to her knees, her eyes completely glazed over and unconscious, even as they wept.
Arkurus shook his head and turned back to Axle. "So what do you say? You know its more than worth it, I may very well regret this deal later, but right now I NEED that woman. I am giving you more than any slave anywhere is worth, I suggest you-" He was suddenly cut off as he drew his sword and block a lamp that was flung at him. Suddenly the room seemed to explode into action.
As soon as he blocked the lamp, Tiff was there, ducking low and punching up towards his face. Barely dodging, Arkurus smashed the back of her head with the hilt of his blade, causing her to bleed and fall over. But Tiff only got back up. The fact that she was not unconscious was insane after how hard that blow to her head had been, and still she kept fighting, jabbing and punching, kicking and biting, and Arkurus, not wanting to damage her worse than he had, dropped his sword and took her up on hand to hand combat.
Tiff was skilled, but Arkurus had single-handedly killed her entire family. After the initial shock of the attack wore off, he had beat back her assault with speed and strength he hid deceptively in his mortal form. In a matter of seconds he had her in a lock and yelled "Call her off now Axle or she will die to!" Only then would Axle be able to see that she was, in fact, unconscious. She had been since she fell to her knees next to the bed. She was fighting in her sleep off sheer hatred for the man that now held her.
Arkurus shook his head and turned back to Axle. "So what do you say? You know its more than worth it, I may very well regret this deal later, but right now I NEED that woman. I am giving you more than any slave anywhere is worth, I suggest you-" He was suddenly cut off as he drew his sword and block a lamp that was flung at him. Suddenly the room seemed to explode into action.
As soon as he blocked the lamp, Tiff was there, ducking low and punching up towards his face. Barely dodging, Arkurus smashed the back of her head with the hilt of his blade, causing her to bleed and fall over. But Tiff only got back up. The fact that she was not unconscious was insane after how hard that blow to her head had been, and still she kept fighting, jabbing and punching, kicking and biting, and Arkurus, not wanting to damage her worse than he had, dropped his sword and took her up on hand to hand combat.
Tiff was skilled, but Arkurus had single-handedly killed her entire family. After the initial shock of the attack wore off, he had beat back her assault with speed and strength he hid deceptively in his mortal form. In a matter of seconds he had her in a lock and yelled "Call her off now Axle or she will die to!" Only then would Axle be able to see that she was, in fact, unconscious. She had been since she fell to her knees next to the bed. She was fighting in her sleep off sheer hatred for the man that now held her.
