I own Vician, all else to Blizz
A/N...
We are starting to heat things up, yay.
I know Warlocks don't fight hand to hand, but Vician is learning just the basic's really. And Lilian just wants to kick his ass :P
Warning: Use of language, fighting, and snarky Lilian
Vician goes down with a yelp, crumpling on the stone floor of the Royal Chamber as the Royal Guards snicker. Lilian offers a hand to pull him back up, saying, "I did teach you to block, Trannyth, but apparently it didn't sink into that thick skull of yours." Standing with her feet apart and her knees bent, Lilian brings her arms up to her chest, her fists just below her eyes. "Like this, Trannyth," when Trannyth brings up his arms, Lilian smiles, slapping his arms with hers.
Using the blocking method, Vician is able to block several punches from Lilian. When her guard drops, Vician smirks and throws a punch, one Lilian steps to the side of. She grabs his arm, planting her feet, and using her muscles to flip him over her head, slamming him down onto the stone floor. Vician groans, with Lilian looking over him, "I saw that punch coming from a mile away."
Looking up at her, Vician narrows his eyes, "You are getting some sick pleasure out of this, aren't you?"
Lilian smirks, "You have no idea. Now, on your feet; you can't fight lying down. Actually you can, but you're not skilled enough for that, not yet at least."
Vician groans as he stands, blocking, "Why are we doing this training? So you can kick my ass?"
Lilian doges a punch from Vician and punches back, hitting him in his side, "No. I'm training you to survive for that extra second."
Vician kicks, watching as Lilian grabs his leg and twists, causing pain to sear up his leg; yelping in pain, he falls to the floor again, with Lilian panting over him. Vician reaches back to rub his leg, he mumbles, "An extra second? So, instead of dying in two seconds, I'll die in three?"
Sighing, Lilian sits down next to Vician, pulling her knees to her chin. "An extra second is vital. Maybe allies are only a second away? Maybe your spell for shields is only a second away from being completed? Maybe you are only a second away from your second wind? A second is vital in fighting. If you can survive for that extra second, you might just win the fight."
Commotion from front doors calls both of their attention. As the doors open, the room goes silent as Sylvanas and Kalira stride confidently forward. Both Lilian and Vician stand, although Vician does remain hunched over, "My Lady," he says with a nod, "Kalira."
Sylvanas waves her hands, the room relaxing, "Keep up with your training, Trannyth."
Nodding his head, he turns to Lilian, blocking her punches. When he looks over at Sylvanas and Kalira, he is rewarded with a swift punch to the gut from Lilian, making him focus back on the task at hand.
Sylvanas and Kalira look over at Vician and Lilian training, watching their work and shaking their heads when Vician ends up on his ass; which seems to be every couple of minutes. "Have you found Ilius?" Sylvanas asks Kalira, turning to face her.
Kalira nods, "Yes, My Lady. We have tracked him from Deathknell to Brill, along with several movements of Lightslayers. Several Shadow Ascendants have also moved into the area around Brill."
Sylvanas nods, "So, it seems that Ilius will launch his attack from Brill then?"
Kalira nods, "It seems that way. I hope that we are ready," Kalira turns from Sylvanas to look at Vician again.
Sylvanas follows her gaze, watching the training once more. Looking at Kalira out of the corner of her eye, Sylvanas says, "You love him; don't you?"
Kalira lowers her eyes, nodding slowly, "Yes. But he is so in love with you, I can never hope to measure up." She offers Sylvanas a sad smile, before turning back to the training
Vician doges a punch from Lilian and kicks out, hitting her solar plexus; he quickly follows up with an uppercut, followed by a push that sends Lilian onto her ass. Looking over, Vician smiles and nods at Sylvanas and Kalira, before ending up on the ground himself, his legs knocked out by Lilian, now standing over him.
Lilian smiles, offering a hand up, "You have to keep your head in the game, but, not too shabby, Trannyth." Vician grins as he takes Lillian's hand.
