She ran her fingers through her hair and looked around, so far she had not met anyone, ally or foe. Her chocolate brown eyes looked around wearily half expecting a ghost to pop up in this god forsaken place. Maybe because it was god forsaken, so it was chosen as the battling ground. She nodded to herself dumbly, wondering why she was having this innermind conversation with herself.
She was just a humble little mage. All the townspeople had praised her for her gift of healing and talking with animals. Also with her sense of herbs and ability to make potions and poultices and such. Her eyes swam around looking at her surroundings, trying to take careful note of how she could use the land to her advantage
She placed her hand on a nearby tree, she felt the familiar chill go down her spine as it always did when she communicated with nature. “The soil here is great, and the trees here are healthy…” she whispered to no one in particular.
The sound of clamping of boots came towards her. In an instant there was a small army of 5-6 soldiers in front of her. They were dressed in all black, and had a small symbol of the kingdom of Black on their uniforms. She let out a involuntary surprised gasp out.
The soldiers as if startled for a moment at how small and how thin she was gave a start. They quickly regained their composure and rushed towards her, raising their swords into the air ready to attack her.
Lyra heard a small chuckle behind her, she was about to whip her head back before she saw a flurry of blonde hair pass by right in front of her. A sound of clashing metal rang into the air and the birds flew out of the branches above them.
The boy in front of her, about 19 years of age she guessed, whipped around in a circular motion, pushing all of the soldiers back. He gave a slight chuckle again, giving a toothy grin he rushed towards the soldiers. He contacted the first soldier’s neck with sharp chop downwards, snapping his neck, then sweep kicked the rest of the company. “Well now, I thought that this was a fair competition between skilled fighters,” he said in a mocking tone.
He slipped behind the second soldier and touched his hands to the soldier’s neck before roughly snapping it with a sickening cracking sound. He gave a twisted kind of smile before continuing to the next soldier. He contacted the soldier’s diaphragm with a kick, knocking the air out of him, then snapped his neck as well.
A soldier hesitantly rushed at him, he whipped around and in one swift motion thrust two of his fingers at his rib cage before jerking his fingers up with incredible strength, causing the soldier instant death. He looked lazily at the last soldier, daring the soldier to come towards him.
The soldier took a few steps back with a frightened expression on his face. “Not as courageous as the rest of your friends, ehh?” the blond-haired boy mocked. “Tell the rest of your friends to not come here, this is a competition of skilled fighters, not little ants like you. If any of you come here again, you won’t die in such a civilized manner.” He gestured at the soldier’s dead companions.
The soldier made a couple curt nods then scurried away quickly.
He gave a loud sigh and turned to look at Lyra, extending his hand he said, “My name is Kiyoharu, I was hired by the Knight unit of White, Miss Lyra.”
Lyra took his hand and looked into his dark black eyes and felt her heart skip a beat. This man was perfection.
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[( Rei's posts will be in Ruki avatars, Kiyoharu's post will be in Uruha Avatars, Kara's posts are going to be in Miyavi avatars and Lyra's will be in Satsuki avatars. *nods* that's how you will distinguish xD)]
Rei ☆
Labels: RP - Black/White