(after the longest time ever
I FINALLY UPDATED X_x.
this chapter is told from Rallen's POV)
Of course, I believed I had every right in the world to be angry at a guy for kissing my girlfriend- even if it was on the hand. I figured I might as well look threatening to scare the you-know-what out of him, so I withdrew a sword from the cosmolink
"I did not-" the guy started
"Listen, don't get mad at him. He saved my life." Jeena cut in.
None of us said anything for the longest time, untill the guy approached me and examined my sword. "I've never seen a blade quite like this."
I grinned "How 'bout I show you how well it works?"
He raised an eyebrow "A friendly duel?" he asked whipping out an old-fashioned iron sword. Three feet of razor sharp metal attatched to hilt made of a material I hadn't seen before, with a leather grip. "Can I at least get your name first?"
"Rallen" I responded, "and yours" it had just dawned on me that the guy wasn't human- that his ears were pointed. I silently hope he wasn't some sort of super elf hey I told myself if you beat the psychotic king of the krawl, I can probably take on a guy in tights.
"Link." He said, taking a steel shield off his back, and strapping it to his arm.
We took positions on opposite sides of the small clearing, Jeena standing off to the side, worriedly glancing at each of us. And so the fight began.
I quickly realized that Link had a slightly less straightforward method than me, any time he struck out, I couldn't see it coming. At several points neither of us moved. Finally he let out a steam of attacks- possibly frustrated from how long this battle was dragging on. For a moment we stood face-to-face, our swords crossed. "You're pretty good." I stated.
"Thank you." Link replied, then smiled slightly.
"What're you smiling about?" I instantly assumed he just had a trick up his sleeve, and that he'd just say 'oh, nothing'
"I'm not right-handed." he said jumped- correction: backflipped putting distance between us, tossing his sword into his left hand, rushing forward.
I could hardly keep up, the strikes were coming as fast as lightning, and I had a less time to react, let alone put up an offense. I suddenly felt the wind get knocked out of me.
I was knocked onto the ground gasping, his foot on my chest, sword in position to deliver the death blow...
(a cliffhanger! oh the suspense!)