Chapter6
Days later and the majority of the ship had all their needed supplies for the projects and when the Commander had told the War Master why it was so difficult getting her supplies was because the metal she was requesting was not in the system and they would have to travel to the nearest galaxy that did have it. Gorrath took the list from the Commander as he made his way down to her room, hoping that she hadn't gone to bed quite yet. He entered and saw her with a damp towel about her hair as she turned to look at him. "Morning My Liege" she gave a slight bow. He quiet liked the sight of her wet hair curling and waving about her but quickly moved on "Kira, why do you need such a hardened ore for your projects?" she blinked as she squeezed the towel on a few locks of hair "The Planetary-shields will need it because if they break or be blown up, your people will be in danger again. As for your armour, well, you don't want your arm or leg to be shot off, do you?" he narrowed his eyes "Don't use that tone with me Kira" she swallowed "Yes, my lord, sorry" she lowered her eyes. "Because you require such ore, your projects will be delayed until we can get to the nearest galaxy that does have it" she frowned and nodded "Forgive me Lord Gorrath I hadn't thought about the consequences, I was so caught up in being a scientist that I got over excited" he nodded as he looked at her list again "I don't want you to sit around any longer than you have been for the last couple of days, I'll see what can keep you occupied till then" he turned to leave "Um- My Lord?" he looked at her as her hand was slightly out stretched "I-I was thinking that- maybe you could train me to defend myself?" she looked up at him with small hopes, a brow rose at the thought and he hummed "Yes, I think that would be an excellent way to be sure that you're not totally helpless when confronted" she beamed at him with a large grin "we start tomorrow, the training hall will be vacant for us, rest well Kira. I will not go easy on you" she nodded "it wouldn't be training if it were easy… right?" he grinned "correct" and the door closed and he locked it as he left for other duties.
The next day- Gorrath really didn't go easy on her and she knew a few ways to defend herself and it proved useless against him. It was 'night' on the ship and most men were asleep. The training hall was large, giving her enough room to run away from him. He told her that he wanted to see how she'd react when cornered and about to be attacked. And so far he was not impressed and to show his displeasure in her fruitless efforts by avoiding combat, he pushed his foot on her back while she was down. She released an 'oomph' at the sudden pressure "That was pathetic Kira! If you were attacked by the enemy scum you would be victimised! What about that threat you gave me?" he leant down to her ear "What was it again? Oh, yes, you'll rip out my heart? How exactly were you planning on doing that when you can't even face me in combat?" she lowered her head and sighed "Please, my liege remove your foot from my back, it's hard to breathe" he did as she asked and she sat up "Was that an idle threat you gave me when we first met? Or a promise if I had been the fiend you assumed?" She rubbed her arms where it stung from his hits, even when she wore protective gear she still felt them "Actually what I said was "I'll eat your heart" and if you proved to be a fiend I probably would've done it a long time ago" she stood up and clicked her back "Still didn't answer my question Kira" she looked at him and the scrawl on his face as he glared down on her made her step back "it would've been a promise, but I'll not hold onto it" she chuckled nervously and he grinned "Again, Kira and this time. Try to at least land a hit and not run away" she took in a deep breath and nodded.
By the time it was 'morning' on the ship and she was in her room she felt like she was thrown into a wall with how tired she was. Gorrath had slowed down to let her hit him and even then all he did was appear amused by her frustration when she pulled her hand back and shook it furiously. "Are Glorft bones made of iron, geese!" she sat down on her bed as she massaged her tender muscles, the burn was alright she was used to that, but the speed and power behind every hit he landed on her had deterred her greatly. None of the other warlords or idiotic simpletons she had slaved under never had that type of might, even with his age; it appeared like it hadn't altered him. She'd have to ask the Commander for information of Glorft history. This was ridiculous, he taunted her and took pleasure at her expense and it enraged her! Yet because of that… certain might. It made her feel so tiny and fear had seeped where her rage stood. She held her head, she was thankful that her nose hadn't bled or her rib hadn't broken all over again.
"He was doing what?" whispered one man to the other over lunch "I heard it while I went to get my dinner, He was sparing against her in the training hall" the other one widened his eyes and Dren eyed the two gossiping men as he overheard their conversation. So Gorrath was training her… that'll leave her room unoccupied and he'd at least get a chance to speak with her, he shook his head. Was he really considering angering Gorrath further? He sat down and stared at his food, he missed her and Kaman was not helpful in the matter and speak of the devil: Kaman appeared next to him and sat down and looked at him "did you hear?" he rose a brow at him "Lord Gorrath has started training her in the hall, this would give you at least a chance to" Dren rolled his eyes "shut up Kaman" Kaman snorted "I'm just being a good friend is all" Dren sighed "I heard, and the news will spread quickly throughout the ship. Soon everyone will know" he took a bite of the meal bread.
She collapsed on her bed with a ragged sigh "Why did I ask Lord Gorrath to train me…?" she moaned into the pillow. They were two days away from getting her needed supplies and the rare ore. And it had been a few weeks since she had asked him to train her. She had improved in defending herself and she found that she had managed to handle his hits. He had toughened her up. But today had been a bad day. She thought that she'd managed to get him on the floor but it was swapped around. And he laughed when she had a fit from her failure, "who would of guessed that you're a sore loser" she mimicked him in a mock tone. "Sore loser my scaly hide" she mumbled.
Gorrath wiped his neck with a towel as he sat on the edge of is bed, since he started to spare and train her to defend herself his dreams of her had changed, it wasn't so lustful and infuriating. It had turned into pleasant and light dreams. To him it was like his mind was working backwards. Instead of getting to know her in the beginning, in his dreams it went straight to the lustful desires. And now that he was getting to know her, in his dreams it was like they had known the other their entire lives.
"Okay Lord Gorrath, I'm not losing today" she boasted and he just smirked at her boldness "Is that so, Kira?" she gave a firm nod and she raised her hands ready to attack or deflect if need be. They began circling each other waiting for the right moment to strike.
By now a few men had managed to sneak in on the top floor to watch from the window in the gym. It had proved very entertaining and many of them bet of what she'd do next, she had surprised Gorrath a few times, though he didn't let her know that, but it certainly made for an interesting gamble, Kaman having found out about this pulled Dren in just so he could see her, even if she couldn't see him.
Gorrath eyed her posture and noticed that it was smoother and she kept her body in a way where even if he did attack, she'd be able to dodge and deflect, she was waiting for him to make the first move. He grinned inwardly.
She had thought about what she had to do to finally win a sparring match against him when the idea hit her, she had watched his moves and failed to block a number of his attacks, she knew what she had to do. After two circles she saw a small glint in his eye and that was it, he was on to what she was playing. With a mask over her face, her grin was concealed.
She moved as quickly as she could as she launched her first attack, narrowly missing Gorrath's gut as he turned. The grin that formed on his face as she skidded past him infuriated her and her tail betrayed her as it whipped back and forth behind her
"AH, that was so close. If you want to defeat me, you're going to have to do better than that"
He grinned, if she had move slightly faster or if he had been closer she would have landed that kick. But he wasn't about to let her have such a small victory yet, he supressed a low chuckle as they began circling again, her tail gave her away, she was pissed.
She wasn't going to lose not this time she calmed herself as she watched him, her tail going still as it rose from the floor.
Gorrath jumped straight for her and she moved out the way in just the nick of time, that kick would've slammed her to the floor. His attack didn't end there as his fist came hurdling towards her gut, she redirected it as she used his force against him and jumped over his arm, her tail hooked itself about his neck as her speed would pull him backwards. If Gorrath hadn't been paying attention, that is what would've happened, but he grabbed her leg and tail and flung her forward.
His release of her leg and tail allowed her to gain her equilibrium and land on her feet, though skidding backwards.
Gorrath could see that she had improved well in the short time. She was stubborn and it made for an interesting match each time.
She swore under her breath that was too close. She stilled her movements before she attacked again, this time with the shorter distance she kicked aiming for his head, his arm caught her leg and he grinned, her face soured as she used her left leg to kick herself out his grip. Twisting and spinning so that his grip was loose and she pushed her foot on his chest, hurling herself back. That certainly was new for Gorrath, he hadn't interpreted that.
The men behind the one way glass were laughing loudly and the betted drinks came round a few handing over their alcohol to another. Dren stood by the glass, arms crossed about his chest as he watched their movements, she had Gorrath off guard for a moment, if she were trained better she could have used that to kick under his legs and have him on the floor.
Kira jumped forward then and did a turning kick for Gorrath's face, he blocked it with his arm and when she landed she punched for his gut, successfully landing two blows, though it stung for Gorrath, it didn't hurt enough to have him double over, but when she lunged upward past his blocking arm as she hit him in the throat, he held back the urge to cough as she hit his Adam's apple, the discomfort showed on his face and she took the opportunity to fall down and kick his feet from under him, he fell forward and caught himself and propelled himself backwards, away from her. He rubbed at his throat as he swallowed. She stood up and her hands on her hips, he didn't doubt that she was smiling under that mask.
The men quieted some and a few leaned forward "What just happened?" one asked "I don't know, I didn't see" said another and Kaman burst out laughing "She got Lord Gorrath in the throat!"
He stood and gave her a small smirk "Your agility there was a good attempt. But you lack the power behind your attacks." He watched as her tail whipped behind her "Now you're just taunting me, admit it, I got you there" he gave her a one sided smirk, it was a good point to target but if she had hit a little but harder she would've had him coughing up a storm in attempt to reopen his pipes. "I admit that the points that you targeted were clever" He pointed to his solar plexus "Hitting someone here with enough force would weaken their lungs and the ability to breathe," He pointed to his throat "IF you had the necessary strength to back up these hits, you would've had me on my knees in attempt to breathe, but. Since I'm still standing and not on the floor, your attack failed" right after Gorrath said that she ran for him, her fist aimed straight for his face, again, her tail gave her away and he could divert her attack. He grabbed her fist and twisted it behind her back, his other hand by her shoulder as he forced her to her knees
"Face it, you failed and lost. Keep practicing and one day you'll have me in this position" She let out a low growl and he released her she rubbed at her wrist "Dammit!" she sat down and pulled off the helmet and glared at Gorrath "What am I doing wrong" he handed her a bottle of water and she took it ruefully "Your tail" he said and her face fell in a confused frown as she lifted her tail in front of her "My tail?" she looked back at him and after he swallowed he nodded "Your joking" he shook his head "I can tell which direction you are about to lean to. Your tail moves left, you move right. It's handy for balancing you out. But in a one on one battle, your enemy would subdue you easily" she glared at her tail for a moment longer. "Fine" she stood up and went to the padding wrack and she undid her waist guard and wrapped her tail around her waist and tied it in place before putting her protected padding back on. His brow rose "Interesting" she secured her tail in place before putting the water aside. "Again" He grinned.
They took their positions and began the circle; her tail was her dead giveaway and now Gorrath thought that she'd change things up, with her tail out of sight and not giving hints. This would be very interesting.
After the third circle she lunged at him and he blocked her fist. And he immediately noticed that she wasn't relaying on her legs now that an essential part (her tail) of who she was now tied still. He could only imagine the discomfort. Her hits were redirected and just as Gorrath was about to launch his attack she used his bended leg and kicked herself upward and kneed him in the jaw, he grabbed her offending leg and slammed her down. Perhaps a bit too hard. The men behind the glass hissed, feeling her pain
She kicked her leg free and rolled away from him and sat on her knees and clicked her back, hissing herself
"hsss, dammit!"
Gorrath swallowed and watched where he was, did he use too much force? The sting in his lower jaw reminded him of her successful blow. Though it didn't subdue him but he had felt it. She rubbed her back and Gorrath wasn't certain if he should ask if she was alright, but thinking that it'd be best if she toughened up so she can improve was the best option. "Your almost there, Kira. Don't give up now" she nodded "Just a moment, I saw stars for a few second there" she shook her head before she stood up stretching her arms and back out. Saw stars? Perhaps he should be a little gentler. "At least I know you're not holding back as much as you were before, My Lord" her voice was strained as she spoke. "Okay" she shook her arms and took up her fighting stance "Let's try this again. I'm not losing!"
He grinned, she was stubborn and she wanted him to not go easy on her. But if he did that again, she'd be down for the count. Slightly gentler He told himself.
Again she attacked, using a different range of techniques, with her tail out the way, her attacks were unseen but sloppy and by the fifth attempt that she had failed to get him on the floor, she stayed down and groaned "Dammit it all" he sat down, he almost worked up a sweat that time "I'm sure you're not a regular Glorft My Liege" he handed her water again she took it and sighed. "Even with my tail hidden you still predict my moves" he chuckled "I've been at this far longer than you" she scoffed as she sat up "Obviously"
Dren walked out, she could with stand some of Gorrath's hits. But she still had a far way to go before she'd get to a warrior's level. Seeing her being trained so by lord Gorrath made him itch to get out on the battle field. Kaman saw him leave and chased after him "Hey what's your problem?" Dren glanced his way "Remember how stern I was when Lord Gorrath first took me in and made me an assassin?" Kaman scoffed "You were a pain. 'I'll never betray Lord Gorrath!' attitude made you a loyal pawn and you never removed your mask or helmet in front of anyone. You really loosened up with age" Dren chuckled softly "If my younger-self saw me now; I doubt I'd recognise myself. I haven't been a real assassin since the destruction of our home. Seeing Kira and Lord Gorrath spar out like that made me want to join them" Kaman grinned, "Well, we are going to war to save our home soon. So getting fit again seems to be our best option" Dren hummed "I doubt many of the men will have the same idea. With all the new upgrades for the armour and mecha, they'll just stay chubby and lazy" Kaman waved a hand "I'm pretty sure some men are itching to train, seeing that the scientist is doing it as well and she won't even be part of the battle" Dren shook his head and his face turned sour "I'm sure the men would just train and wait till Lord Gorrath allows one of them to battle it out with her, just to be perverted and get a chance to touch her" Kaman grinned "Someone's getting over protective" he said in a sing song voice. Dren turned left down the next hallway and Kaman paused "Hey, that's the wrong way. Dinner is in the opposite direction" and when Dren didn't stop he yelled out "You're heading for the training room" he gawked at Dren "You're insane!" Kaman ran after him.
They paused when they saw who her new body guard was, it appeared to be Sen, and he was a boring character. He was isolated and didn't do anything else other than train, eat and sleep. He hardly spoke. Sen looked at the two and glared at Dren before shrugging and returning his attention to the training room. Dren stopped by the door and watched, Gorrath and Kira were still talking and she didn't look pleased at all as she undid the bonds on her tail and pulled off the helmet
"I'm just going to have to train to tame my tail, huh?" Gorrath grinned "If you can manage to use it to trick your opponent. That'll be better" she sighed "Man, I'm going to feel this later" she rubbed her back "I can't wait to go back to being a scientist" she pointed at him "I still need you to be measured for your new amour" he ignored her as he drank his water "Don't put it off, this amour is going to save your life"
He appeared disinterested in whatever they were talking about and Dren's eyes narrowed. He missed talking to her and as it appeared, Lord Gorrath and Kira seemed closer he couldn't help but feel envious. "She's improved since Our Lord Gorrath started training her. I'm even tempted to spare against her" Dren and Kaman looked at Sen "Did you just talk?" Kaman gapped and Sen shrugged in response. "When are you off duty?" Dren asked as he looked at her and Sen merely narrowed his eyes. "Don't worry, I won't go against Lord Gorrath's orders and attempt to sneak in to see her. I just want to know so that I can spare against you" Kaman stepped back "Did you get hit over the head or something." Dren glanced at Kaman "Looks like Sen and a few other men are the only one's who's taking training seriously. I'd like to get back into shape."
Kira got back to her room and she ran a hot bath. One more day and she can get back to work. But now her body would ache for rest. Gorrath may have been holding back, but even so, his attacks still hurt like hell. Again, she scornfully reminded herself that she had suffered far worse and would be able to bear through this. Though not without trouble, her movements would be strained. At least she'd have one day to relax till her supplies arrived.
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