Xreser metallic boots made little sound on the stone floor, which would have surprised him if he had been paying more attention. That last fight had taken alot out of him, and he really hoped there would be no more encounters such as that for a while, at least until he could get his strength back up. The BladeMaster had even started cursing Atlas for leaving him alone in this place...he of course was clueless to his comrad's help in the past battle.
His serpent like eyes were so clouded by his own "troubles" and thoughts, that Xreser had missed the sudden appearance of another player, which, if he was more of a veteran, would have been strange, for players can not just warp inside a dungeon.
The other player was obviously differant, for the lone fact that its appearance was asexual...no difining marks on its body to give it away as either sex. Even its face was no help, seeing as how it was covered in an ebony mask that was a cruel mockery of a demon. THe ebony masked figure was clothed in shining, black vinal leather that seemed to shift about its body with a free will of its own, ending only when it met the beggining of the players raven colored gauntlets, the metal of the hand armor seeming to absorb all light. It wasnt until this player slid across the ground on its side to sweep Xreser to his feet that the BladeMaster came to his senses.
His head thudding against the stone floor so hard that he would swear he felt his brain jar inside his skull, Xreser continued to slide until he was slumped against the furthermost wall from where he was standing. As he tried to come to his feet, a heinous laugh filled the air, the figure suddenly in front of the newbie BladeMaster. "Impossible...", Xreser thought, even his the voice in his head that was his thoughts sounding groggy from the attack, "...when I last blinked, he was on the other side of the room.."
Before the player could strike again, Xreser could hear a wooshing sound, a loud thud, a muffled groan, and the sound of leather scraping against the floor. Turning his flickering gaze to a golden figure, Xreser smiled with hope...his friend had came. Not that he doubted it, but when one is thrown full force across a room to land against a stone wall, one starts to doubt most things in life.
"You alright, newbie..", came a shockingly hard voice from his comrad. Xreser could barely see that Atlas was standing with his spear held out in front of him in a strange stance, but that was all. Nodding wearily, he replied, "I'll be fine with some rest..." He thought that closing his eyes was fine, but Atlas' steeled voice came once more, "Stand up! Dont close your damn eyes, you moron...hurry...he's standing once more"
Groaning as he stood, Xreser used the nearby wall as a prop, his blade still firmly sheathed behind him. That was good...at least he could help by dieing. Sighing, he said through a sigh, "How am I going to help here..." Atlas didn't turn his head, his golden hued gaze of ivy green set on the figure that was slowly standing, "You can help by not being killed. I dont think I want you to experiance something such as that on your birthday" And with that, he charged.
Atlas moved as a golden angel through the air, the green cloth of his scarf trailing behind his head, the two ends almost reaching his ankles. That same golden light that imminated from him seemed to shine brighter now as he flew through the air, spear spinning above his head. Atlas landed in what seemed like a perfect distance away from the other, the shaft of his weapon slamming into his opponents neck to send the other back to his knee's.
The golden LongArm seemed to dance as he fought, stepping about in a rythmatic fasion, a stab when it was available, a slash when it was needed. The other player didn't seemed to be able to do anything, until three ebony claws slid out from the top of the gauntlet to block an overhead swing from Atlas, stabbing his left hand down across the shaft of the spear to pin it into the ground. His free hand came up to stab Atlas in the ribs, but was caught in a vice like hold between the golden warriors bicep and the side of his torso.
The pair stood there in that lock for what seemed like days, until finally they realeased each other and leapt back, Atlas landing gracefully on his feet, whereas the other play landed awkwardly on both feet and hands. It wasnt until the ebony leathered player contorted into a circle shape, the claws of its gauntlets making some sort of bladed ring, that Atlas saw the attack. Launching from the ground, the spinning circle of Black Death came down upon Atlas, sending the golden warrior across the room in a surge of agony. The wall topped Atlas' flight, giving him a surface to push off of for a follow up attack.
Placing both golden armored feet onto the wall, Atlas launched himself forward, performing his own circular spin in the air to bring the blade of his chinese like spear upon the other, who was just now standing normal again. Twin claws came up to block the overheard attack, but were useless against the smoldering green rune that activated into a spell...
Atlas disappeared for the moment as uncountable leaves rained from the sky to litter the floor in piles, a slight wind picking up around the room. With the ebony TwinBlade confused by the strange attack, the spell went off without a hitch. The wind shifted from a gentle breeze to a gale of thunderous rage, the leaves being grabbed from the ground and thrown about inside of the gale's "being". A muffled cry rose from the growling of the gale as razor edged leaves tore through vinal leather, slicing open the flesh underneath...plastering the ground with purple life blood. The gale lasted for a minute of so, finally dieing off to reveal the vinal covered warrior floating in the air, each arm hanging limply at its side.
Appearing once more, Atlas still help his spear in front of him, as if expecting the other to get up after such an attack. Xreser called out through a satisfied grin, "Great job! Showed that dick who..." Atlas turned to glare at Xreser just as the warrior thudded to the ground, only for a moment...for he was then on his hands and feet, contorting for that spinning circle of death once more. Atlas turned just in time to be knocked against the ground, a releantless barrage of spinning claws sliding off his golden armor. Even that mystic looking covering would break in a few seconds...
Charging forward, Xreser slashed down the spinning circle, his blade creating a wave of sparks, though doing its purpose to through the cyclone of certain doom from Atlas. Cursing, the golden warrior sweeped his comrad to the ground, just as the ebony TwinBlade kicked off the ground to torpedo the helpless BladeMaster, claws extended in front of him. Xreser could even feel the wind of the attack pass over his face, and was grateful to be thudding against the hard stone as opposed to being skewered on those claws. A rustling of cloth signified that Atlas had lept over his back, and the grotestque tearing of flesh signaled that he had suceeding in felling the other with a slash down its back.
Xreser stood once more, to find his comrad still in his battle stance, the leathered TwinBlade only a mere shadow on the ground. It was impossible that it was still alive...was it? Xreser's question was answered as the player spun on its left palm, its claws tearing across Atlas's shin, though it did not halt the astounding technique the golden warrior was calling down... Stabbing the blade of his spear into the stone, Atlas called down the words, "Data Flag", and was suddenly bathed in a green light, golden binary code flowing within the green vapor. The TwinBlade hissed inhumanly as it awaited the attack...and seemed shocked when only Atlas appeared as the light died away. It also seemed shocked when Atlas charged forward once more, the blade of his spear stabbing into his ribcage.
"Why did he call down a technique if all he did was stab his enemy...", asked Xreser to himself, not noticing the fient shifting of the air behind the TwinBlade. The Data Flag, in fact, was more dangerous then first appeared. And as the second, and true Atlas, appeared behind the TwinBlade, to stab through its back, the end of his golden bladed spear coming up through his targets gut, the technique was revealed. Using editing of binary code...so many lines that it would be impossible without the aid of some program of object, the user would copy their form, as well as data for a plan of attack, so that the "cloned" copy would seem as the real player, attacking in a set pattern while the true player would surprise their target from behind. And with a blade in his ribcage, and a blade coming up through his gut, the TwinBlade was through. Even more so when the true Atlas sliced his cresent bladed weapon up through the TwinBlades torso, neck, and head. Spinning his spear to a casual position, Atlas watched as his enemy collapsed in halves on the ground, fading away moments later. As soon as the TwinBlade disappeared, the Data Flagged Atlas faded into the air, becomming nothing more then green vapor.
Xreser was speechless at the moment, not knowing to be impressed at his comrad's power, or frightened...but a wry smirk from Atlas shot the latter choice down. "I beleive I have some things to explain to you...do I not, BladeMaster?"
His serpent like eyes were so clouded by his own "troubles" and thoughts, that Xreser had missed the sudden appearance of another player, which, if he was more of a veteran, would have been strange, for players can not just warp inside a dungeon.
The other player was obviously differant, for the lone fact that its appearance was asexual...no difining marks on its body to give it away as either sex. Even its face was no help, seeing as how it was covered in an ebony mask that was a cruel mockery of a demon. THe ebony masked figure was clothed in shining, black vinal leather that seemed to shift about its body with a free will of its own, ending only when it met the beggining of the players raven colored gauntlets, the metal of the hand armor seeming to absorb all light. It wasnt until this player slid across the ground on its side to sweep Xreser to his feet that the BladeMaster came to his senses.
His head thudding against the stone floor so hard that he would swear he felt his brain jar inside his skull, Xreser continued to slide until he was slumped against the furthermost wall from where he was standing. As he tried to come to his feet, a heinous laugh filled the air, the figure suddenly in front of the newbie BladeMaster. "Impossible...", Xreser thought, even his the voice in his head that was his thoughts sounding groggy from the attack, "...when I last blinked, he was on the other side of the room.."
Before the player could strike again, Xreser could hear a wooshing sound, a loud thud, a muffled groan, and the sound of leather scraping against the floor. Turning his flickering gaze to a golden figure, Xreser smiled with hope...his friend had came. Not that he doubted it, but when one is thrown full force across a room to land against a stone wall, one starts to doubt most things in life.
"You alright, newbie..", came a shockingly hard voice from his comrad. Xreser could barely see that Atlas was standing with his spear held out in front of him in a strange stance, but that was all. Nodding wearily, he replied, "I'll be fine with some rest..." He thought that closing his eyes was fine, but Atlas' steeled voice came once more, "Stand up! Dont close your damn eyes, you moron...hurry...he's standing once more"
Groaning as he stood, Xreser used the nearby wall as a prop, his blade still firmly sheathed behind him. That was good...at least he could help by dieing. Sighing, he said through a sigh, "How am I going to help here..." Atlas didn't turn his head, his golden hued gaze of ivy green set on the figure that was slowly standing, "You can help by not being killed. I dont think I want you to experiance something such as that on your birthday" And with that, he charged.
Atlas moved as a golden angel through the air, the green cloth of his scarf trailing behind his head, the two ends almost reaching his ankles. That same golden light that imminated from him seemed to shine brighter now as he flew through the air, spear spinning above his head. Atlas landed in what seemed like a perfect distance away from the other, the shaft of his weapon slamming into his opponents neck to send the other back to his knee's.
The golden LongArm seemed to dance as he fought, stepping about in a rythmatic fasion, a stab when it was available, a slash when it was needed. The other player didn't seemed to be able to do anything, until three ebony claws slid out from the top of the gauntlet to block an overhead swing from Atlas, stabbing his left hand down across the shaft of the spear to pin it into the ground. His free hand came up to stab Atlas in the ribs, but was caught in a vice like hold between the golden warriors bicep and the side of his torso.
The pair stood there in that lock for what seemed like days, until finally they realeased each other and leapt back, Atlas landing gracefully on his feet, whereas the other play landed awkwardly on both feet and hands. It wasnt until the ebony leathered player contorted into a circle shape, the claws of its gauntlets making some sort of bladed ring, that Atlas saw the attack. Launching from the ground, the spinning circle of Black Death came down upon Atlas, sending the golden warrior across the room in a surge of agony. The wall topped Atlas' flight, giving him a surface to push off of for a follow up attack.
Placing both golden armored feet onto the wall, Atlas launched himself forward, performing his own circular spin in the air to bring the blade of his chinese like spear upon the other, who was just now standing normal again. Twin claws came up to block the overheard attack, but were useless against the smoldering green rune that activated into a spell...
Atlas disappeared for the moment as uncountable leaves rained from the sky to litter the floor in piles, a slight wind picking up around the room. With the ebony TwinBlade confused by the strange attack, the spell went off without a hitch. The wind shifted from a gentle breeze to a gale of thunderous rage, the leaves being grabbed from the ground and thrown about inside of the gale's "being". A muffled cry rose from the growling of the gale as razor edged leaves tore through vinal leather, slicing open the flesh underneath...plastering the ground with purple life blood. The gale lasted for a minute of so, finally dieing off to reveal the vinal covered warrior floating in the air, each arm hanging limply at its side.
Appearing once more, Atlas still help his spear in front of him, as if expecting the other to get up after such an attack. Xreser called out through a satisfied grin, "Great job! Showed that dick who..." Atlas turned to glare at Xreser just as the warrior thudded to the ground, only for a moment...for he was then on his hands and feet, contorting for that spinning circle of death once more. Atlas turned just in time to be knocked against the ground, a releantless barrage of spinning claws sliding off his golden armor. Even that mystic looking covering would break in a few seconds...
Charging forward, Xreser slashed down the spinning circle, his blade creating a wave of sparks, though doing its purpose to through the cyclone of certain doom from Atlas. Cursing, the golden warrior sweeped his comrad to the ground, just as the ebony TwinBlade kicked off the ground to torpedo the helpless BladeMaster, claws extended in front of him. Xreser could even feel the wind of the attack pass over his face, and was grateful to be thudding against the hard stone as opposed to being skewered on those claws. A rustling of cloth signified that Atlas had lept over his back, and the grotestque tearing of flesh signaled that he had suceeding in felling the other with a slash down its back.
Xreser stood once more, to find his comrad still in his battle stance, the leathered TwinBlade only a mere shadow on the ground. It was impossible that it was still alive...was it? Xreser's question was answered as the player spun on its left palm, its claws tearing across Atlas's shin, though it did not halt the astounding technique the golden warrior was calling down... Stabbing the blade of his spear into the stone, Atlas called down the words, "Data Flag", and was suddenly bathed in a green light, golden binary code flowing within the green vapor. The TwinBlade hissed inhumanly as it awaited the attack...and seemed shocked when only Atlas appeared as the light died away. It also seemed shocked when Atlas charged forward once more, the blade of his spear stabbing into his ribcage.
"Why did he call down a technique if all he did was stab his enemy...", asked Xreser to himself, not noticing the fient shifting of the air behind the TwinBlade. The Data Flag, in fact, was more dangerous then first appeared. And as the second, and true Atlas, appeared behind the TwinBlade, to stab through its back, the end of his golden bladed spear coming up through his targets gut, the technique was revealed. Using editing of binary code...so many lines that it would be impossible without the aid of some program of object, the user would copy their form, as well as data for a plan of attack, so that the "cloned" copy would seem as the real player, attacking in a set pattern while the true player would surprise their target from behind. And with a blade in his ribcage, and a blade coming up through his gut, the TwinBlade was through. Even more so when the true Atlas sliced his cresent bladed weapon up through the TwinBlades torso, neck, and head. Spinning his spear to a casual position, Atlas watched as his enemy collapsed in halves on the ground, fading away moments later. As soon as the TwinBlade disappeared, the Data Flagged Atlas faded into the air, becomming nothing more then green vapor.
Xreser was speechless at the moment, not knowing to be impressed at his comrad's power, or frightened...but a wry smirk from Atlas shot the latter choice down. "I beleive I have some things to explain to you...do I not, BladeMaster?"