by Hurati » Fri Jul 08, 2011 12:38 am
Hurati spun and felt a slight breeze as the sword passed behind his back. He finished the spin and slapped Herman upside the back of his head, "Don't force yourself into doing one thing, always be prepared to adapt at any moment." Herman cursed silently and turned back to face Hurati. He rolled forward, picking up some dirt in his hand, and came up in a crouch. He threw the dirt towards Hurati's eyes and attempted to stab at his stomach. Hurati brought his hand down, positioning it on the back, flat part, and forced the blade to hit the floor.
Unfortunately this meant allowing the dirt to get into his eyes and he instinctively closed them before any dirt could get in. He was effectively blinded, but not out. "Good idea, if the objective is to win, never fight fair." He back-handed Herman across the face and then stood still. Herman fell backwards, stunned, then clambered to his feet and rushed Hurati with his sword held above his head.
Hurati listened, waiting, until Herman ran close enough and was about to slash downward with his sword. Hurati pivoted and forced his punch into Herman's stomach, snatched the falling blade from the air, and held it to his throat. Herman lay on the ground wheezing and stuttered incoherently. Hurati grinned and stood back up, "Checkmate, better luck next time Herman." He wiped the dirt from his eyes and dropped the sword. Hurati surveyed the area around him, three guards unconscious and two incapacitated. 'Three out, two down. Not bad , he thought. He turned towards Azreal and said, "Feel better?"
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