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Duel You know Nothing


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The spear came toward his ribs, forcing Rellik to deal with it instead of capitalizing on Braze's momentary tangle in the cloak. His hand shot out, fingers locking around the shaft mid-flight with a dull thock that shook the flowers beneath them. The impact vibrated up his arm, but the catch was clean.
He let out a breath, more amused than irritated.

"You really are impossible," he said as he stepped past the cloak's shifting folds. "I'm bleeding all over this meadow, you're half-wrapped like a gift someone opened too early… and you still find time to flirt."

The smirk that followed was small, but very real.

He shifted the spear into a reverse grip, Conviction angled low in his right hand, the two weapons forming a clean, aggressive cross-line frame.

Rellik's eyes narrowed slightly, the humor threading into something quieter, sharper. He recalled his cloak and let Braze free. He had begun to enjoy the mans humor, fighting, and demeanor. They were obviously an incredible warrior. The Diarch wanted to see more. Not stab him trapped in his cloak. Honestly, the man himself was not sure if his spear or saber could pierce the cloak anyway.

"Don't worry," he murmured, tone light in a way that absolutely wasn't necessary. "There is only one person I want wrapped up in my sheets." The words were given with the most obnoxious smirk.

"Show me more of your techniques." - At that exact moment the Diarch went for a swift twirling Djem So attack with his spear and saber.

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OOC NOTE: - Imagine Anakin in Attack of the Clones fighting Dooku with his and Obi Wan's saber <3
 
Kai'el Brat "Guardian of the Light"




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Braze tumbled out and stumbled a step or two before finding his footing once he was released. "Helps when you train with others who poke your ego while they try to break your guard," he chirped. "Either you train it… or you get found wanting when life decides to test you out of the blue."

He twirled his blade into a front guard. Braze lunged forward, only to meet the sweep of the spear cutting in fast. The blade carved a burning line across his ribs as it passed, it cut shallow but sharp enough to punch heat through the side of his tunic. The impact made him grunt, breath it's cut.

He did not pull away, but rather pressed forwards in to the attack.

He stepped into the inner guard closing the distance before Rellik could capitalize. His main-hand blade snapped upward, catching the golden saber strike before it could follow through toward his shoulder. The two blades locked with a violent hiss, Braze's wrist rolling to drag Conviction's angle off-line so it cut through petals and empty air rather than flesh.

At the same moment, blade turned in a tight Makashi circle, sliding smoothly along the outer edge of Rellik's guard. The point flicked forward in a sharp riposte, angling toward the line of the Diarch's throat.
 

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The spear-edge bit shallow into Braze's ribs, and the sound of pain that followed was more satisfying than Rellik expected. Grounded confirmation that the man could be touched. Then quickly Braze was in his space. Close enough that breath and the grunts of effort mingled. Conviction hissed as their blades locked, and Rellik felt the pressure as the Echani rolled his wrist to drag the golden line away. Really the art of it all was what made this fight worth it. The searing sabers that gleamed down to petals being cut.

Beautiful

The riposte came fast. A flick and a thrust, needle-precise at his throat. His chin dipped sharply as he rotated the spear-haft in his off-hand, letting the opposite end snap up in a vertical guard. The butt of the weapon slid between blade-tip and windpipe, intercepting the thrust with a hard deflection that angled the point wide instead of back toward him.

Instead of resisting and being parried further, Rellik rolled with the motion. The shift allowed his inside elbow to drive forward, turning his shoulder into the space Braze had tried to claim. A compressed, brutal step. Meant to once again give space between the two combatants. So Rellik could take advantage of his spears range. The attack overall was simply a hard shove that hopefully would once again, restart this combat.

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