Titus slowly opened his eyes and was met by the glaring sun.
Using his forearm to cover his eye, he stood from the ground and tried to remember what happened... until he ran to a bush and emptied the contents of his stomach.
Wiping away the last bit of last night's supper from his mouth, he felt someone sneak behind him and turned to face his attacker.
He didn't get a chance to defend himself when he felt the cold steel of a Katana dangerously close to his throat.
"One wrong move and you'll be drowning in your own blood. Hands behind your head. Now."
'A woman and a dealy one at that.' He thought.
Titus slowly raised his hands and did what he was told. He let his eyes wander through the clearing and saw his Gladius embedded in the ground where he first woke up.
His eyes went back to his attacker and had to look lower to see her short stature.
The woman's straw hat, a Kasa if he remembered, shadowed her eyes. She was wearing a Shitagi over her chest bindings. Only the left half of her Shitagi covered her torso, blocking the rest of the intricate tattoo that ran from her arm to her chest. A strand of straw was held in place between her teeth. A pair of shorter swords gang from her waist. One of her swords kept him in place while the other was sheathed.
'An female Aramusha. Interesting.'
Rin looked at the Centurion observing her and can't help but do the same.
The Centurion's metal face mask was up, showing a man with a scar across the bridge of his nose and looked just a bit older than her. He wore a metal muscle cuirass with an ornate, black eagle painted in the center, metal bracers and shoulder plates.
Before she could continue her observation, dodged just in time to avoid getting her head cleaved off by a Claymore.
The Centurion rolled out of the way and ran to his weapon.
He grabbed the gladius and tried to pull it off the ground. He didn't realized ot was that embedded in the ground.
While he was busy trying to retrieve his sword, Rin was busy dodging the Highlander's swings.
She realized this Highlander was different from the rest of his kin. The Highlanders were typically shorter than the Centurion, but this one was tall. At least as tall as a Lawbringer. The only hair on his head was his beard and the hair that was held in a knot. His scale armor was covered by the cloth and fur. The dark red cape billowed out behind him and a dark red kilt as well. Most of his gear were leather. Leather head band, leather pauldron, leather belt and leather greaves.
She had to give everything she had just to block his swing.
'This guy is strong. Very strong. There has to be a way to bring him down.' She thought.
She dodged another swing and saw her opportunity. She kicked him where the sun don't shine.
The Highlander simply stared at her with an unamused look.
"That's not going to work, lass."
"Kuso."
Titus was still trying to pull his gladius when he saw the Aramusha get sent flying across the field. He pulled the blade one last time and got it out of the ground, only for the pommel to connect with his face.
Shaking off his stupidity, he lowered his face mask and charged at the Highlander.
'By the Gods, he's big.
The Highlander towered over him for at least a full head.
He tackled the Highlander and with all his strength, managed to lift the warrior off his feet. He slammed the Highlander to the ground only to turn around and get elbowed in the face by the Aramusha.
"Faex!"
The Highlander got up drom the ground and grabbed the Aramusha by the neck. The Aramusha punched and kicked but the Highlander only tightened his grip.
"Rraaaaggh!"
Titus shoulder tackled the Highlander and forced him to drop Rin.
Rin gasped and took all the air she could get. She felt something cold drop on her hand and looked to the sky.
'Rain... I hate the rain.' She thought bitterly.
She knelt down and let the rain soak her body. She closed her eyes and cleared her mind, ignoring the sounds of battle coming from the other two.
Titus gave one last tired punch to the Highlander's head before falling to his knees, exhausted.
He took off his Galea and dropped it to the ground.
Titus let the rain wash over him not, too tired to care.
He looked at the Highlander.
"Had... enough... Highlander?"
The Highlander just stared at Titus before retrieving his weapon. But instead of finishing him off, he simply sat by a tree and crossed his arms. His eyes closed and his posture relaxed.
Titus saw this and let out a mirthless chuckle.
"Yeah... me too."
He let himself fall to his back and closed his eyes.
"You guys just... Do whatever you wanna do. Wake me when I'm not dead anymore."
The Highlander grunted and Titus sighed.
'Where's an apple when you need one?'