Summary: Annie encounters Talon once again, but in a place she least expected it- in a tournament.
Little minions falling as they were bleeding from head to toe. The stench of leather and smoke; rising with each stroke of magic pouring through her veins. Annie battling besides her comrades; Brand, Tibbles, and Avinia, the battle was her first and she had killed almost all her foes of the offending team. Until, she had been stabbed and the only thing she saw were the crimson red eyes pouring into her mind as she fell into unconsciousness.
She woke up with the familiar scent of burnt herbs and groggily opened her eyes. Sitting upright, she looked down to see Tibbles, in his domestic form, snuggled in her armpit. Brand entered the room, not noticing she had woken up or if he did notice then he was not showing it.
"Hi Brand," She said, trying to sound conversational. After that ,though, Brand didn't seem to be in a talking mood.
Annie encounters Talon once again, but in a place she least expected it, in a tournament. At first she didn't recognize him for he had worn different clothing and equipment than the last time she saw him, but she had saw his crimson red eyes' and realized it was the man that had slaughtered her like nothing. Since that day, she had sworn vengeance for herself. Now what will happen this perchance meeting?
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Talon eyed the crowd in the lobby, where people could sign in to take part in the tournament. Almost everyone important was here today because of a special contest to get the ring of eternal fire. Of course, Talon had no use for such an absurd thing and was here only because the ring could probably sell for thousands if he were to win the competition. He had confidence in his ability to obliterate half the contestants here. Shifting to one side of his leg; he suddenly noticed a young girl staring at him.
Brushing off the creeping feeling of the young girl staring at him, he walked away and went to search for his name on the boards.
Talon checked the straps on his arm blade and turned as he noticed the small girl, holding a teddy bear staring at the match-up board. He attempted to ignore her and continue searching for his opponent, but he felt the girl's eyes bore into his head. He turned and knelt, not trying to hide his weapon. He frowned as he felt an unnatural aura emanate from the bear she held. Talon looked into the girl's eyes and asked her what the hell she was doing. She stared back and asked him a simple question.
"What is the tournament for? What do you do here?" the girl asked, bouncing up and down like a madman. Talon glared and looked away. Then the girl started pulling on his bladed cape. Talon turned to face her, ripping the cape out of her hands. In a really loud an irritated voice he told her:
"We mortally injure whoever we're up against, and we fight for the possession of a RING." Several people turned to see Talon screaming at a little girl, and several guards carrying him out, ignoring his threats of murder.