Disclaimer: As always, see Part 1. Hope you all enjoy.
Part 8
Can't Waste Time
This was one of those times that I was thankful for my speed. I blessed this fact over and over again as I ran headlong through the Makai. With so much speed most demons couldn't see my movements and those that could were either too surprised to react or too slow to keep up. The area I headed for was looming closer in my mind. It would still take me two hours to get there at a dead sprint without hindrances.
My foot hit an extremely slick patch of ice. At this speed I had no control. I hit the ground with a jarring pain in my shoulder and slid for a few feet until I hit a snow bank.
"Well, well, well, what have we here? A demon that can't keep his balance? What a shame." A voice drawled nearby. I looked up at a rather tall and muscular looking apparition.
"Such an unfortunate coincidence for you." I spat as I leapt to my feet and steadied myself on the ice.
"Oh, tough guy," He growled cynically.
'I can't waste time on him. I must move quickly.' I sidestepped to the right quickly, hoping to run around him. He was quick. I ended up running into him.
"Now, now, you wouldn't be trying to run away, would you? That would just spoil all the fun." He pulled an enormous battle-axe out of his cloak. That thing was well taller than I was but, then again, I'm considered short. Maybe it wasn't so big after all.
I studied him for a moment, thinking, 'he's large and that axe has to be heavy. He'll be slower. His level of spirit energy isn't very high. I'll be able to take him but I can't waste time.' I had no more time for thought. Only a quick jump kept me from getting smashed into a nearby tree by a side swing of my opponent's enormous weapon.
I caught the haft of the axe as it swung under me. Unsheathing my katana a second time, I pushed myself forward to strike. Metal met metal as my blade hit my adversary's shield. Again, I narrowly missed getting hit by the large axe.
I retreated slightly, calling on a little of my energy. A hot enough flame would melt the weapon. It was made of steel. But the steel was cheap and poorly worked. The flame wouldn't have to be too hot then.
The blade came at me again, this time in a downward stroke. Now was the time to make my opponents axe useless.
A look of surprise crossed my enemy's face. The look became one of astonishment as the axe started to melt between my hands. He tried to pull back. Grimly, I held on as I was lifted bodily off the ground.
'Can't waste more time.' I thought as I dropped to the ground. My foe stared at his blade dumbly. I shifted my stance. A quick sidestep and I had unsheathed my blade again. With a cry of rage, I leapt forward and slammed my sword into my adversary's chest. A flame jumped from my hand and my still living foe burst into flames. With a cry of pain, he went stumbling and crashing back into the frozen woods.
I allowed myself a smile of satisfaction before I pressed on. Praying that I wouldn't be too late.
Part 8
Can't Waste Time
This was one of those times that I was thankful for my speed. I blessed this fact over and over again as I ran headlong through the Makai. With so much speed most demons couldn't see my movements and those that could were either too surprised to react or too slow to keep up. The area I headed for was looming closer in my mind. It would still take me two hours to get there at a dead sprint without hindrances.
My foot hit an extremely slick patch of ice. At this speed I had no control. I hit the ground with a jarring pain in my shoulder and slid for a few feet until I hit a snow bank.
"Well, well, well, what have we here? A demon that can't keep his balance? What a shame." A voice drawled nearby. I looked up at a rather tall and muscular looking apparition.
"Such an unfortunate coincidence for you." I spat as I leapt to my feet and steadied myself on the ice.
"Oh, tough guy," He growled cynically.
'I can't waste time on him. I must move quickly.' I sidestepped to the right quickly, hoping to run around him. He was quick. I ended up running into him.
"Now, now, you wouldn't be trying to run away, would you? That would just spoil all the fun." He pulled an enormous battle-axe out of his cloak. That thing was well taller than I was but, then again, I'm considered short. Maybe it wasn't so big after all.
I studied him for a moment, thinking, 'he's large and that axe has to be heavy. He'll be slower. His level of spirit energy isn't very high. I'll be able to take him but I can't waste time.' I had no more time for thought. Only a quick jump kept me from getting smashed into a nearby tree by a side swing of my opponent's enormous weapon.
I caught the haft of the axe as it swung under me. Unsheathing my katana a second time, I pushed myself forward to strike. Metal met metal as my blade hit my adversary's shield. Again, I narrowly missed getting hit by the large axe.
I retreated slightly, calling on a little of my energy. A hot enough flame would melt the weapon. It was made of steel. But the steel was cheap and poorly worked. The flame wouldn't have to be too hot then.
The blade came at me again, this time in a downward stroke. Now was the time to make my opponents axe useless.
A look of surprise crossed my enemy's face. The look became one of astonishment as the axe started to melt between my hands. He tried to pull back. Grimly, I held on as I was lifted bodily off the ground.
'Can't waste more time.' I thought as I dropped to the ground. My foe stared at his blade dumbly. I shifted my stance. A quick sidestep and I had unsheathed my blade again. With a cry of rage, I leapt forward and slammed my sword into my adversary's chest. A flame jumped from my hand and my still living foe burst into flames. With a cry of pain, he went stumbling and crashing back into the frozen woods.
I allowed myself a smile of satisfaction before I pressed on. Praying that I wouldn't be too late.