Lost and Found
Chapter 3: DuelMoses began moving toward the boss of the brigands. His heart rate increased with ever step. Fear had gotten inside of him, and like a pelage it began to drain his strength. His hands began to shake and his legs began to wobble. If he were to face the mighty brigand now he would surely die.
The novice looked back to see Robin following behind. Though she did not look it, she was watching him very carefully. She knew he had to jump this hurdle, but she had to insure he did not get himself killed while trying.
"She is counting on me", spoke Moses to himself in an attempt to muster up some courage. He moved to beat down his fear with spirit. "My name is Moses Brown", he chanted to himself as he picked up the pace. The sudden stiffening of his legs caught Robin off guard.
Oh, she thought to herself as she watched the novice straighten up. "My name is Moses Brown", he spoke once more as his hands stopped shaking. "I am starting 215lbs wrestler in Halton High. I have never run from a fight, nor have I lost one either." He stopped for a moment and stared at the brigand who was now not far away. The burly man was huge, but Moses was not far behind.
"Who the hell is this guy", he shouted as he sent himself into a frenzy and charged! He had mustered up all the courage in his body and threw himself into the fight.
"Whoa", shouted Robin as she saw the young novice take off! His sudden outburst of courage had thrown her off guard. If she had known he was going to do that then she would have fought the brigand herself. He was way to inexperience to charge his enemy like that. "Stop you idiot you are going to get yourself killed", she shouted but the novice had tuned everything out.
"Looks like this one got guts", spoke the Brigand as he switched his weapon. He had half expected them to attack with magic from a distance so he had equipped his hand axe. He did not expect for the fresh meat to come charging at him like a bull. "Oh well", he spoke as he pulled his steel axe out from his bag. "Just more food for the vultures", he shouted as he moved his newly equip weapon in proper battle position. The brigand however was caught off guard as the novice was already upon him. Sometime between the time he reached into his bag and the time he pulling out his steel axe the lad had picked up his pace.
A loud ping filled the air as the sound of metal smashing against metal rang throughout the scorched town. Moses' bronze sword smashed into the brigands axe. The sheer force caused the novices sword to break at the point of contact. Steel was far stronger the bronze, but to his luck the broken peace of the blade cut the shoulder of the brigand as it flew off from the rest of the sword.
"Bastard", shouted the brigand as he turned his head and touched the shallow wound. "I am going to kill you good for that one" he spoke as he regained his composure. His opponent though he did have an iron sword strapped around his waist, was now weaponless, and the brigand had not intentions of giving him time to draw his second sword.
As the brigand turned his head back toward the novice his jaw was met with Moses' fist. Moses not wanting to loss the moment immediately struck out against the brigand. His unexpected target fell to the ground and Moses swiftly mounted him.
"What the hell is he doing", spoke Robin as she watched the fight afar. When his sword broke she was sure he was dead, but his swift counter with his fist even caught the grandmaster off guard. This was however the perfect time to draw his second sword and begin the battle anew, but the fool had not drawn it. Instead he decided to fight the brigand on the ground to what seemed to her as a wrestling match.
Both men struggled on the ground to gain leverage. Moses began to wail down punches onto the bandit from above, but the brigand counted with his axe. He swung the steel axe from an unorthodox position cutting off most of his power, but the sound of it cutting though the air made the novice jump backwards. As he moved back the bandit capitalized on his motion and took the upper hand against him.
"Got you", spoke the brigand as he pinned Moses to the ground. He raised his right hand holding his steel axe and prepared to split the novice's skull.
"Moses", shouted Robin as she took out her lightening tome. The pages flipped by in a swift motion as she prepared to shoot a bolt of electricity, but out of no were the book turned blue. The tone instantly burst into blue flames and disintegrated in Robin's hand. "No", spoke Robin as she realized she had used up the tome in their earlier bouts. She then turned and stared at Moses and closed her eyes. From her point of view he was surely dead.
As the brigand rose his arm to bring down the axe Moses immediately shot up. He raised his right arm and wrapped it around the brigand's neck and moved his body close to the bandit. This was Moses yard. He had been wrestling for three years now and new all too well how to limit the bandits movements.
"Get off me", shouted the bandit as he realized he could no longer use his axe. Moses was to close for him to swing. Immediately Moses jumped on this opportunity and gator rolled the bandit. He was now back on top and was no longer wasting any time. He immediately slammed his right forearm into the jaw of the bandit and kept the bandit's axe down with his left hand. After giving the bandit two more shots to the jaw with his forearm he shot up and kicked the brigand in his side.
"I am going to split your skull", shouted the bandit as he struggled to get to his feet! Moses had taken off and was running back towards Robin's direction.
Robin heard the tussling and figured that Moses was alive. She opened her eyes to see the young novice sprinting back in her direction with the bandit boss following swiftly behind. He is running away thought Robin, but the idea made sense as she remembered the fight. However the fact he had not drawn his iron sword still puzzled her. "Alright", she shouted as she began to move forward. "Let's switch out", her words were met with silence as the novice reached the corpse of the second Myrmidon.
"Come on", shouted Moses as he searched the body. It was at that moment that Robin realized he had forgotten he had the other Myrmidon's sword.
"You idiot", she shouted as he pulled the myrmidon's sword from his body. "You already have a sword".
"What", spoke Moses as he felt the first iron sword at his side? "I am such an idiot", spoke Moses as he realized he had a sword the whole time. His moment of self criticism was soon broken by the sound of the brigand's axe cutting through the wind. Moses barely had time to move as the axe ripped through his shirt, but to his luck did not catch his body.
"Close", spoke Moses as he barely dodged the brigand incoming attack. He immediately counted with his sword, but was easily deflected by the bandit.
"I am tired of playing with you" spoke the bandit as he began to swing his axe wildly with both hands. It was all the novice could do, but to dodge. The sound of the brigand's axe slicing through the wind sent a chill down his spine. The blade grew ever closer with every swing.
I have to do something thought Moses as the brigand assaults came one after another. I can't just simply keep dodging I have to counter somehow. Then at that moment it hit him.
"Die", shouted the Brigand as he brought his axe over head. At that moment he knew this would be his final strike. He could tell from Moses' eyes that he was no longer going the dodge. The brigand pulled down his with everything he had.
Once again a loud shock of metal smashing against metal filled the air. As the sound passed by Robin her eyes opened wide. Even the brigand was caught off guard to see the young novice blocking with not one, but two swords. The axe head was blocked by the midpoint of the intercrossing blades.
Moses took a deep breath before throwing the brigands axe off his blades. The wound on his shoulder and force from that blow had sucked all the energy from the brigand's arms. He was powerless to resist as Moses threw back his axe leaving the brigand's chest wide open. Without wasting another moment Moses brought down his swords slicing two parallel lines through the brigand's chest.
The pain and sudden drop in blood pressure made the bandit fall to his knees. Moses though now extremely tired placed both his blades on the brigands neck, and pulled them in opposite directions. The duel was over and the duel swordsman Moses had won.