A Dog's Death
Smoke covered the field, leaving Askyros enshrouded in darkness.
"..." [Askyros]
Left, right, behind, and forward. All directions had his vision impaired enough for him to not even see his hands.
"Right leg." [Coredant]
A strange whistling sound flew by Askyros, followed by a sharp pain by his right thigh.
"This…" [Askyros]
A cut had appeared on his right leg, just as Coredant had said.
"Left arm." [Coredant]
Askyros attempted to dodge it as the noise came by once again, but he still felt the edge of a blade slice a part of his arm.
"..." [Askyros]
"Left hand." [Coredant]
Coredant continued his attack, but Askyros was ready. Listening to the whistling noise, Askyros lifted his hand in time to avoid the invisible blade.
"...Left leg." [Coredant]
Repeating the same method, Askyros avoided an invisible blade near his leg.
"...Right arm." [Coredant]
He missed.
"...Chest." [Coredant]
He missed.
"..." [Askyros]
The sequence continued over and over. Askyros had found how to dodge all of Coredant's attacks.
"...Neck." [Coredant]
Askyros prepared against the attack, but he felt something was a bit strange. He dodged a slash to the neck, but then he heard it.
A second whistle came forth, slicing his cheek.
"More than one…" [Askyros]
Coredant's movements changed. Naming a part to strike, but then attacking another location. It was throwing Askyros off.
"Left foot." [Coredant]
It was the left thigh.
"Right hand." [Coredant]
It was the left shoulder.
"..." [Askyros]
The wounds piled up over time, eventually leading to a bloody mess.
"Eye." [Coredant]
Askyros went silent. Standing still, he awaited the blade.
("What is he doing?!") [Adam]
The sound of something cutting through the air came close, and he felt something pierce his stomach.
"...Hmph." [Askyros]
Askyros clenched his stomach as hard as he could. He could feel the object trying to leave his gut, but Askyros would not allow it.
"Huh?" [Coredant]
Reacting quickly, Coredant released his grip over the knife.
"You're not getting away." [Askyros]
He grasped at the air, feeling something solid through the darkness.
"How…?!" [Coredant]
Askyros pulled Coredant closer, allowing a barely visible view of his face.
"That's better." [Askyros]
Coredant tried to release Askyros' grip, but it was like trying to move a boulder. Askyros was not going to let go of Coredant's arm after all the wounds he just received.
"Damn…!" [Coredant]
Seeing as how he was caught, Coredant attempted to turn himself into smoke once again.
"..." [Askyros]
Askyros felt his grip lessening, causing him to immediately realize Coredant's tricks.
"...Effice ut statur, Freeze." [Askyros]
Ice grew out of his fingertips, wrapping around Coredant's arm.
"...Tsk! Have it your way!" [Coredant]
Flicking out another dagger, Coredant aimed it at Askyros' arm.
"Too slow." [Askyros]
Reacting quickly, Askyros blocked Coredant's slash.
"Neromergi, Enclosed Swamp." [Askyros]
"Earth magic…?!" [Coredant]
The ground beneath them gave way, causing the two to sink into mud.
("I can't move?!") [Coredant]
He looked at Askyros with a fearful expression, and it was returned with an unamused one.
"You shouldn't have proposed a monomachia." [Askyros]
"...And why shouldn't I have?" [Coredant]
"It's simple." [Askyros]
Yanking out the dagger lodged in his gut, Askyros pointed it at Coredant.
"You wouldn't have died a dog's death.