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Erumara
Dec 23, 2006 18:28:56 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Dec 23, 2006 18:28:56 GMT 1
Dracafrey grinned some as he watched her make blocks.
"Good, but you do know the sword cant help you always. So you should more so depend on your strengths, the sword is only there to help you if you really need it."
As Dracafrey then attacked three more times in different directions a bit faster this time.
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Erumara
Dec 23, 2006 18:53:07 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Dec 23, 2006 18:53:07 GMT 1
Culmîr had been through enough sword training in her life to know what kind of blocking moves she could use in several different stances, blocking the next series of attacks as well, only this time she had to strain herself a little more to match Dracafreys speed.
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Erumara
Dec 23, 2006 18:58:52 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Dec 23, 2006 18:58:52 GMT 1
Dracafrey nodded at Culmir as he swung his sword in his hand once again.
"Now try to attack as best you can."
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Erumara
Dec 23, 2006 19:15:06 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Dec 23, 2006 19:15:06 GMT 1
Culmîr changed the position of her stance slightly, her fingers changing on the hilt of her katana slightly as she took an attack series of three at Dracafrey
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Erumara
Dec 23, 2006 19:25:13 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Dec 23, 2006 19:25:13 GMT 1
Dracafrey blocked each of Culmir's attacks at him, pushing to the side causing to lose her balance each time.
"Again."
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Erumara
Dec 23, 2006 19:31:45 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Dec 23, 2006 19:31:45 GMT 1
Culmîr kept her feet firmly on the ground as sweat rolled down her face and into her cleavage as she attacked Dracafrey again, this time faster
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Erumara
Dec 23, 2006 20:09:39 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Dec 23, 2006 20:09:39 GMT 1
Dracafrey smirked slightly and blocked all her attacks with ease. Countering with his own attacks to see is she could rebound quick enough.
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Erumara
Dec 23, 2006 20:27:30 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Dec 23, 2006 20:27:30 GMT 1
Sweat rolled down Culmîrs face as she paraded Dracafreys counter attacks as she pushed back to him, using more combination attacks now as she picked up her speed a little
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Erumara
Dec 23, 2006 20:51:18 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Dec 23, 2006 20:51:18 GMT 1
Dracafrey smirked at Culmir's effort she began to put into it. Beginning to block and counter faster as he also began to circle around Culmir to make it a bit more difficult for her.
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Erumara
Dec 23, 2006 20:54:26 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Dec 23, 2006 20:54:26 GMT 1
Culmîr was breathing heavily as she turned around along with Dracafreys movements, not letting him attack her from behind as she countered his attacks and started attacking quicker and picking up several of his attacks, mixing them with the Venusian style of swordfighting
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Erumara
Dec 23, 2006 20:59:30 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Dec 23, 2006 20:59:30 GMT 1
Dracafrey grinned as he noticed Culmir was finally getting adjusted to the gravity in the room. Blocking each of Culmir's attacks with ease as he grinned watching her mix in her Venuasian combat style in her attacks as well.
"Good, now come at me"
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Erumara
Dec 23, 2006 21:01:17 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Dec 23, 2006 21:01:17 GMT 1
Culmîr moved her eyes to Dracafreys for a split second before she lunged at him with her sword clenched in her hands, unleashing some of her favourite combo's at him
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Erumara
Dec 23, 2006 21:04:44 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Dec 23, 2006 21:04:44 GMT 1
Dracafrey smirked and blocked each of Culmir's attacks, pushing her back on her last one. Spinning the sword in his hand as he lunged towards her about to attack.
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Erumara
Dec 23, 2006 21:06:55 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Dec 23, 2006 21:06:55 GMT 1
Culmîr was getting tired, draining herself off the energy as she attacked Dracafrey, stepping back a little, hunched forward slightly from the gravitational pull on her body as she stared at the man, her golden eyes alert but all sparkle had drained from it over the fight as she held her katana ready to block
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Post by Dracafrey on Dec 24, 2006 3:13:24 GMT 1
Dracafrey watched as Culmir began to tire from the stress and effort she put into battle him. Attacking at her even faster and harder now pushing her to the edge.
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