Chapter VI
Isaac was directed to the practice ring, where guards honed their combat skills by fighting each other. In the ring were two guards, one armed with a halberd and the other armed with a longsword. The halberd was stronger, but dreadfully slow. The guard with the longsword circles around him, before being struck down with a mighty swing. The stood on his fallen enemy, pumping his fists in a show of power and victory.
The guard demanded a new challenger. Countless guards were felled by the halberd, and walked out of the ring with nasty wounds and bloody cuts. Isaac decided to stand up and fight, armed with his reliable shortsword and a circular shield. The guard with the halberd said:
'Is this the only foe you guards can give me? This child!'
He laughed hysterically and assumed his combat position. Isaac prepared to strike, getting into combat position as well.
'I, the mighty Marko, shall strike you down!' roared the behemoth guard.
Isaac charged, arms outstretched, holding his sword straight outward. Marko swung the halberd vertically, but Isaac rolled sideways, dodging the attack by inches. He parried a stabbing lunge from the halberd's blade and jumped into the air. He brought his sword down hard on Marko's head, cleaving the helm in two. Marko felt the force of the blow, and fell to his knees. Isaac held his blade right in front of Marko's throat, nearly slitting it.Blood trickled down Marko's neck. He had triumphed. All the guards standing around the ring cheered, for Isaac had dispatched such a strong enemy so quickly. Marko's unconcious body was dragged out of the ring and brought to the infirmary.
Meanwhile, at both the Black Arms and Phoenix headquarters, things weren't looking too good...
Sorry for the short chapter, I'll update soon.