The impact of Bluefield's slashing attempt was jarring. Castle felt his teeth rattle and, there was something that amused his opponent as he attempted as a second stroke which Castle parried again. " Most interesting, for someone of your accomplished penmanship to be adept with the sword, ironic."
From the other side of the room, Kate Beckett gulped. Castle and irony, a weakness if she ever knew it. Yet to her own surprise, Castle took it well " I'm not sure I agree with you." The two sword fighters circled each other, Castle had planned to eye Beckett, just to let her know he would and could deal with his opponent.
That part of the plan worked. Yet it also created another problem, in the form of Gideon. " Gideon, should I lose this duel to the esteemed gentleman here, you are to kill the four people here and make good your escape."
Castle wasn't sure that was such a good idea, but he knew he shouldn't let his passion for Beckett guide him. So, he did something unexpected.
He attacked.
Bluefield was unprepared Castle noted as his own thrust was parried with a sloppy move that belied the intelligence behind the plan. So, determined to make the best of a very bad situation, Castle kept up his ever increasing attacks.
Thrust, stroke slash and parry. As time went by, Castle grew confident that Bluefield had nowhere near the experience of even Alexis her teachers . And another plan made a way into his brain via high speed railroad. It took him even less time to act on it.
Beckett watched as Castle feinted and gave Bluefield an opening. An opening he put to good use by thrusting his saber forward. Behind her she heard Ryan gasp as Castle neatly sidestepped the thrust and then brought his own saber down.
Bluefield cried out in pain as Rick Castle neatly slit his wrist. It made him drop the saber he was holding.
" Gideon!"
" One moment!" Castle's outcry was enough to delay the two men.
" Don't the condemned get a last wish?" Castle saw Bluefield's eyes narrow. It was a long shot, but worth it, and apparently Bluefield felt so too. " Don't let it be known that Jayne Bluefield was never a gentleman. Make your wish."
" I wish to gaze upon the faces of the three best friends I have ever had." Inadvertently, Kate rolled her eyes. Castle could be such a drama queen sometimes. And then there was that little voice in her head that whispered that dieing was certainly not on her agenda today.
Castle got down on one knee in front of her. Where this another situation, Kate figured she would have been flattered. Now she was not so sure, the next moment she noticed Castle's eyes, and the position of his body. She kept her focus on his eyes, because there she saw it all. The anger, the pain, the love for her.