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Fated Circle: Four Sacred Treasures of Earth
~Part 6
Shadow Realms
Chapter 30
In a single heartbeat, Syaoran, his shadow-self, Eriol and Tomoyo readied
their weapons. Syaoran held his sword before him, both hands holding the
hilt. Tomoyo's scarf (the one that hung about her waist), was actually a
weapon and _very_ long. She held it on her right hand, with all the loose
ends floating about her, and on the other hand, she held an opened folding
fan. Eriol had two scimitars (you know, it's like a sword that the pirates
use, the one with a bent blade), one for each hand: the right hand's blade
facing up and the left hand's blade facing down, and he held them on a
defensive pose. The Shadow Syaoran however, held a long sword, whose length
exceeded his own height, with a dark blade, a simple hilt with a long grip
that ended in a black orb. He was holding it on his right hand, blade facing
down, and his other hand was raised before him, signaling his opponents to
come and attack.
Deep inside me, a flame started to burn with the anticipation of the battle
that was going to happen. Somehow, a part of me really liked it - and even
wanted to join in - but another part of me hated it and wanted me not to look.
The new feelings that invaded me puzzled and confused me, as I only had the
feeling of wanting to fight only once: when I was disguised and battling in
the oasis.
"What's happening to me…?" I murmured. But my thoughts were disturbed as I
heard the sound of steel clashing against steel. The flame inside me burned
with such intensity that I watched, excited but also nervous, the fight that
had just started.
I surprised myself when I watched them and saw every detail of the fight. I
knew well enough that my eyes weren't trained for battle and I was expecting
to see nothing but blurs but somehow, I saw everything.
Tomoyo attacked first, raising her right hand and immediately made a pushing
action forward her which made the floating ends of her scarf go forward and
attack the shadow. The shadow immediately jumped up with Eriol and Syaoran
following closely behind, Syaoran making a wide overhead arc while Eriol's
scimitars were in ready for a close attack.
Syaoran's overhead arc attack missed the shadow by mere millimeters and the
Shadow immediately defended himself from Eriol's mid-slash duo by quickly
placing his downward-facing blade before him.
As soon as the shadow Syaoran landed, Tomoyo quickly rushed forward and made
her scarf wrap around the shadow. Tomoyo followed up by slapping the shadow
silly with her (already folded) folding fan. The shadow's dark sword quickly
cut through the scarf and he made a back-flip, avoiding another one of
Tomoyo's attacks. Amazingly, Tomoyo's scarf mended itself.
By that time, Syaoran had already landed and was rushing towards his
shadow-self, his blade facing down and making sparks as it scraped the floor.
Syaoran's upward slash was avoided by his shadow's quick jumping reflexes.
But that wasn't all. As soon as the shadow had landed, Syaoran came in with a
forward thrust, which managed to make a medium-sized wound on his shadow's
left arm. The shadow then attacked Syaoran but like his shadow, he was quick
to move and was able to escape with a back-flip.
Now, Eriol and Tomoyo attacked together. First, Tomoyo made her scarf wrap
tightly around the shadow and Eriol attacked with two gashes - two gashes
only because even though the shadow was tightly wrapped, Tomoyo's strength
gave way easily and he managed to doge the attacks.
Most of the time, my friends were on the offensive side. An slash here and
there, wide arc attacks and many more. On the other hand, Shadow Syaoran was
on the defensive side - a back-flip here, a jump there, roll, parry, you name
it. My hopes rose when everything went on like that for a couple more minutes
but then again, those kind of things don't last long with an opponent like
the Shadow Curse.
The battle rings stopped. In the middle of the fighting court stood Shadow
Syaoran, and the three surrounded him. That's was when I realized that Shadow
didn't fight just defensively, but also offensively.
They were all wounded. Little gashed and cuts here and there but there were
so much of it that blotches of blood showed clearly though their shirts. All
of them were tired and breathing heavily.
"foolish Syaoran! Don't you know that no one can beat me in physical battle?
You are ever the fool!" the shadow mocked. "no one can beat me!"
"maybe - I could. I'll never give up!" Syaoran shouted.
The shadow smirked. "I know that you wouldn't. but I think its time for me
to attack."
"not yet." Tomoyo said defiantly. All of a sudden, Tomoyo jumped up and
shouted, "Dragon Rage!!" Tomoyo raised her right hand and her scarf suddenly
formed a Dragon, glowing with blue light. Tomoyo pointed her fan towards the
Shadow's location and immediately the dragon attacked. It was so quick that
the shadow hadn't managed to escape. The shadow was pushed until he the wall.
Clouds filled the room and nothing could be seen…
to be continued
Fated Circle: Four Sacred Treasures of Earth
~Part 6
Shadow Realms
Chapter 30
In a single heartbeat, Syaoran, his shadow-self, Eriol and Tomoyo readied
their weapons. Syaoran held his sword before him, both hands holding the
hilt. Tomoyo's scarf (the one that hung about her waist), was actually a
weapon and _very_ long. She held it on her right hand, with all the loose
ends floating about her, and on the other hand, she held an opened folding
fan. Eriol had two scimitars (you know, it's like a sword that the pirates
use, the one with a bent blade), one for each hand: the right hand's blade
facing up and the left hand's blade facing down, and he held them on a
defensive pose. The Shadow Syaoran however, held a long sword, whose length
exceeded his own height, with a dark blade, a simple hilt with a long grip
that ended in a black orb. He was holding it on his right hand, blade facing
down, and his other hand was raised before him, signaling his opponents to
come and attack.
Deep inside me, a flame started to burn with the anticipation of the battle
that was going to happen. Somehow, a part of me really liked it - and even
wanted to join in - but another part of me hated it and wanted me not to look.
The new feelings that invaded me puzzled and confused me, as I only had the
feeling of wanting to fight only once: when I was disguised and battling in
the oasis.
"What's happening to me…?" I murmured. But my thoughts were disturbed as I
heard the sound of steel clashing against steel. The flame inside me burned
with such intensity that I watched, excited but also nervous, the fight that
had just started.
I surprised myself when I watched them and saw every detail of the fight. I
knew well enough that my eyes weren't trained for battle and I was expecting
to see nothing but blurs but somehow, I saw everything.
Tomoyo attacked first, raising her right hand and immediately made a pushing
action forward her which made the floating ends of her scarf go forward and
attack the shadow. The shadow immediately jumped up with Eriol and Syaoran
following closely behind, Syaoran making a wide overhead arc while Eriol's
scimitars were in ready for a close attack.
Syaoran's overhead arc attack missed the shadow by mere millimeters and the
Shadow immediately defended himself from Eriol's mid-slash duo by quickly
placing his downward-facing blade before him.
As soon as the shadow Syaoran landed, Tomoyo quickly rushed forward and made
her scarf wrap around the shadow. Tomoyo followed up by slapping the shadow
silly with her (already folded) folding fan. The shadow's dark sword quickly
cut through the scarf and he made a back-flip, avoiding another one of
Tomoyo's attacks. Amazingly, Tomoyo's scarf mended itself.
By that time, Syaoran had already landed and was rushing towards his
shadow-self, his blade facing down and making sparks as it scraped the floor.
Syaoran's upward slash was avoided by his shadow's quick jumping reflexes.
But that wasn't all. As soon as the shadow had landed, Syaoran came in with a
forward thrust, which managed to make a medium-sized wound on his shadow's
left arm. The shadow then attacked Syaoran but like his shadow, he was quick
to move and was able to escape with a back-flip.
Now, Eriol and Tomoyo attacked together. First, Tomoyo made her scarf wrap
tightly around the shadow and Eriol attacked with two gashes - two gashes
only because even though the shadow was tightly wrapped, Tomoyo's strength
gave way easily and he managed to doge the attacks.
Most of the time, my friends were on the offensive side. An slash here and
there, wide arc attacks and many more. On the other hand, Shadow Syaoran was
on the defensive side - a back-flip here, a jump there, roll, parry, you name
it. My hopes rose when everything went on like that for a couple more minutes
but then again, those kind of things don't last long with an opponent like
the Shadow Curse.
The battle rings stopped. In the middle of the fighting court stood Shadow
Syaoran, and the three surrounded him. That's was when I realized that Shadow
didn't fight just defensively, but also offensively.
They were all wounded. Little gashed and cuts here and there but there were
so much of it that blotches of blood showed clearly though their shirts. All
of them were tired and breathing heavily.
"foolish Syaoran! Don't you know that no one can beat me in physical battle?
You are ever the fool!" the shadow mocked. "no one can beat me!"
"maybe - I could. I'll never give up!" Syaoran shouted.
The shadow smirked. "I know that you wouldn't. but I think its time for me
to attack."
"not yet." Tomoyo said defiantly. All of a sudden, Tomoyo jumped up and
shouted, "Dragon Rage!!" Tomoyo raised her right hand and her scarf suddenly
formed a Dragon, glowing with blue light. Tomoyo pointed her fan towards the
Shadow's location and immediately the dragon attacked. It was so quick that
the shadow hadn't managed to escape. The shadow was pushed until he the wall.
Clouds filled the room and nothing could be seen…
to be continued