Cont. from Part Fifty One or Story Start/Part One if your just joining
Valar stood ready to charge, but his intuition kicked in and so instead he spun around quickly to check his flank, lucky he did...the other monk had sneaked up on his position.
The monk closed the gap his sword drawn, his red cloak catching on the surrounding bush as he charged.
The sneak attack was a surprise, but he was not new to a fight and he slid into a defensive stance, sword to the centre of his body and eyes locked on his new opponent.
The monk wasted no time, he lunged aggressively jabbing at his face with his long sword….this monk was fast, but Valar was faster, his position and sword in defensive position easily able to deflecting the blow pushing it to the side and striking back with equal force.
The monk recoiled his sword and blocked the counter attack, he grimaced and fell back the element of surprise clearly lost. The monk smiled viciously and moved to strike, swinging wildly from the left and the right, he was able to parry, but the blows hit with such force when their swords met the edges bite into each other, leaving massive groves where they had struck.
He tried to weigh up his opponent, he was of a much larger frame, much stronger and he seemed to be wearing an armour plate underneath his robe, this was not a typical monk… was that a fire shard he could make out around his neck.
Sizing his opponent had slowed his moves, the monk seeing the weakness pressed his attack, stabbing at Valar's neck, a technique he had experienced before in this region. He hit the ground in a front roll, then standing quickly slashing at his opponents ribs as he made his way back up the other side. The blade seems to make contact, but inflicted no damage, gliding against the cloth and armour of the foe, it’s easy forward motion indicating to him it did not find flesh… another opportunity lost.
He turned, straight back into the same defensive stance only to find he suddenly faced both monks…what manner of magic were they using to sneak up? It mattered little they were both here now and both staring at him with evil intent.
The new monk was just as large, his weapon was different though, some kind of large broad sword, this fight just became more challenging.
Both monks stared at each other smiled and attacked simultaneously, stabbing and slashing anyway they could. The attacks were vicious and fast as normal to fighters of this region, familiar with this he fell back while he parried, ensuring an additional strike wasn’t possible with out his foes moving forward.
He was offered no break each attacking more ferociously with each missed blow. he was able to deflect with fluent sword movements, and maintaining his stance while retreating under the barrage…he was in control of the fight, they just didn’t know it yet.
One of the monk seemingly furious launched himself in the air and performed a wild swing towards his head while the other attacked straight for his throat… the move was brilliant and well rehearsed, it was clear these two had practiced this to a fine art.
There was no way to block both and continue his retreat in the same way, so he chose to block neither, leaning back on a near impossible angle and rolling his body to the right allowing both swords to swing by harmlessly a close shave, but perhaps leaving one of his opponents exposed.
Kicking his legs back into the air, he performed a combat stance change and moved into an aggressive position, this allowing him to reposition out of his awkward dodge and stab forward, his target the exposed leg of the first monk.
The slash was quick, but it was enough to hit bone and bite flesh, he pulled the sword back and swung back for a shot at the second monk but the blow was easily diverted…