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Dsvarg kept slamming his broadsword into the short swords in his opponent's hands. His blind fury kept him going as purple flames licked his arms and clothes, trying to subdue him. He didn't know why he was fighting so hard, he just knew he had to kill.
Adrian flipped back, his breathing ragged. He tried to ignore the several wounds inflicted on his body as he watched the Dragon Elf circle him. There was a slight smile on his face, his manor completely different from when Adrian first met him. He brought up his swords as Dsvarg swung his thick black blade at him, trying to cut off his head. Adrian was pushed back by the momentum and ducked right as Dsvarg swung again. There was no break in his attacks, not enough to recover breath.
"Enough!" Adrian yelled as the weapons sent a loud clang through the area. Their blades were locked and Dsvarg smiled slightly, his eyes unnatural. He grabbed Adrian's throat suddenly. Adrian gasped, one of his swords falling from his hand in surprise. He gripped Dsvarg's muscled arm, digging his fingernails in his skin.
"Do you know how long I waited for this?" Dsvarg murmured, throwing Adrian to the side. Adrian gasped for breath, pushing himself back up, despite the fact his body was screaming for him to quit. He noted how Dsvarg's voice was slightly different now.
"What are you talking about, we only met today!" Adrian kicked off the ground, dodging another of Dsvarg's blows as it hit the ground, sending packed dirt and rocks flying.
"I've known you for your whole life, Kjhaag!" Dsvarg said, jumping after Adrian.
"My name's Adrian!" he yelled blocking again. He had to find sure footing to work up a better defense. He flipped, kicking off of Dsvarg's chest, and landed squarely on a small cliff. Dsvarg landed heavily behind him, blocking his way to surer ground. "I don't know who Kjhaag is!"
Dsvarg laughed. The laugh did not fit him one bit. "You people are so funny!" He lunched himself at him and before Adrian could react they we both tumbling down the cliff. Both his swords were gone now and try as he might, he couldn't make out one way or another. They crashed into rock and neither knew the full extent of the injuries they received. They picked up momentum, their bodies tangling. Adrian tried to pull away from the crazed elf but he could find no footing whatsoever.
They reached the bottom, Dsvarg rolling a bit farther than Adrian. Adrian slowly picked himself up, a sharp pain in his knee driving him back down with a yell. He watched the elf slowly shift onto his hands and knees and realized where his last sword had gone. Protruding from Dsvarg's stomach was the blade, now red with the elf's blood. Dsvarg shakingly got to his feet. He didn't know where the pain came from, only that he had to kill. He had to listen to this voice in his head. He felt a chuckle rising through his throat and didn't register his opponent cautiously approaching.
Adrian stopped suddenly as Dsvarg looked up, his eyes crazed and yelled, "Damn this body! Damn it! Damn him! DAMN HIM!" He groaned staggering back. "Damn it…" Adrian watched as the elf fell to his knees, holding the sword in his stomach. The pain in his own body reminded him not to feel sorry. The elf slowly looked up at him and his face was a mix of confusion, surprise, and sorrow, his eyes normal. He fell back, his strength finally giving out, before Adrian had a chance to interpret that.

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Dsvarg kept slamming his broadsword into the short swords in his opponent's hands. His blind fury kept him going as purple flames licked his arms and clothes, trying to subdue him. He didn't know why he was fighting so hard, he just knew he had to kill.
Adrian flipped back, his breathing ragged. He tried to ignore the several wounds inflicted on his body as he watched the Dragon Elf circle him. There was a slight smile on his face, his manor completely different from when Adrian first met him. He brought up his swords as Dsvarg swung his thick black blade at him, trying to cut off his head. Adrian was pushed back by the momentum and ducked right as Dsvarg swung again. There was no break in his attacks, not enough to recover breath.
"Enough!" Adrian yelled as the weapons sent a loud clang through the area. Their blades were locked and Dsvarg smiled slightly, his eyes unnatural. He grabbed Adrian's throat suddenly. Adrian gasped, one of his swords falling from his hand in surprise. He gripped Dsvarg's muscled arm, digging his fingernails in his skin.
"Do you know how long I waited for this?" Dsvarg murmured, throwing Adrian to the side. Adrian gasped for breath, pushing himself back up, despite the fact his body was screaming for him to quit. He noted how Dsvarg's voice was slightly different now.
"What are you talking about, we only met today!" Adrian kicked off the ground, dodging another of Dsvarg's blows as it hit the ground, sending packed dirt and rocks flying.
"I've known you for your whole life, Kjhaag!" Dsvarg said, jumping after Adrian.
"My name's Adrian!" he yelled blocking again. He had to find sure footing to work up a better defense. He flipped, kicking off of Dsvarg's chest, and landed squarely on a small cliff. Dsvarg landed heavily behind him, blocking his way to surer ground. "I don't know who Kjhaag is!"
Dsvarg laughed. The laugh did not fit him one bit. "You people are so funny!" He lunched himself at him and before Adrian could react they we both tumbling down the cliff. Both his swords were gone now and try as he might, he couldn't make out one way or another. They crashed into rock and neither knew the full extent of the injuries they received. They picked up momentum, their bodies tangling. Adrian tried to pull away from the crazed elf but he could find no footing whatsoever.
They reached the bottom, Dsvarg rolling a bit farther than Adrian. Adrian slowly picked himself up, a sharp pain in his knee driving him back down with a yell. He watched the elf slowly shift onto his hands and knees and realized where his last sword had gone. Protruding from Dsvarg's stomach was the blade, now red with the elf's blood. Dsvarg shakingly got to his feet. He didn't know where the pain came from, only that he had to kill. He had to listen to this voice in his head. He felt a chuckle rising through his throat and didn't register his opponent cautiously approaching.
Adrian stopped suddenly as Dsvarg looked up, his eyes crazed and yelled, "Damn this body! Damn it! Damn him! DAMN HIM!" He groaned staggering back. "Damn it…" Adrian watched as the elf fell to his knees, holding the sword in his stomach. The pain in his own body reminded him not to feel sorry. The elf slowly looked up at him and his face was a mix of confusion, surprise, and sorrow, his eyes normal. He fell back, his strength finally giving out, before Adrian had a chance to interpret that.