For thy Lady chapter 4 by Truro
Zelos Wilder stepped into the ring, ready to take on his enemy. As he drew his Ether sword; an indestructible blade, made from a strange invisible substance, he was determined to finish the fight quickly, "Allow me to be the first." said one of the devils. A tall man with a shot black moustache, dressed in midnight black armour under a leather trench coat, with jet black hair, tied straight back. His partner was a deal shorter, and quite fat. With ugly features, and a devilish glint in his eyes.
"Not that it matters," said Zelos, "but you at least give me your name, before I kick your bucket."
"My name is Zerron." said the man, in a deep, gruff, growling sort of voice.
"Okay!" said the chosen, "Now I can get this over with!"
Zelos charged, swinging his sword. The parry of Zerron's own blade, thundered in the ears of the duelling swordsmen. They both struggled, trying to push the other back, with all their weight against each other. Zerron then punched Zelos in the stomach, and struck hard in the nose, with the handle of his sabre.
Zerron then attempted to slash Zelos, through the chest, but the scarlet haired hero quickly blocked with his shield, before smashing the circular protector into the demons face.
"Are you even trying?" laughed Zelos, "My mom used to hit me harder than that!"
"Why you insolent little…!" snarled Zerron.
He charged Zelos in anger, but received a heavy pain, pound his face, as Zelos shield struck again.
"You guys are so pathetic!" said Zelos, "I mean, kidnapping a helpless little girl, and then making us play a silly little game of amateur wrestling, just to get some exphere?"
"Curve you tong!" yelled Zerron, who slashed his blade in blind fury.
Zelos countered with his own sword, "Oh shut up, ya big loser!" he chuckled, "You guys are a bunch of morons, who don't realise how pathetic you are!"
The trick was typical of Zelos. Keep making wisecracks, and insulting remarks, to make Zerron angry, so as to abolish his concentration.
During the battle, Diesel, Zerron's partner, had hatched a little ploy of his own. While everyone was watching the fight, he made his way towards the abbey.
Zelos dodged another blow from Zerron, and back flipped to a far corner, and started waving his hand around, before casting a barrage of fireballs at Zerron, who charged through the flames, and struck again. And once again, Zelos blocked with his shield, "You never learn, do you?" came Zelos' mockery,
"Neither do you, it seems." smirked Zerron, before a girls scream could be heard, "Seles!" exclaimed Zelos,
"That's right." Said Diesel flying overhead, with an unfortunate child struggling in his arms,
"Let her go! She doesn't have anything to do with this!" yelled the swordsman,
"Okay." said Diesel, before dropping Seles into the icy waters.