The Trails of a Troubled Mind~ [PRIVATE - Mero and Utena only.]

OOC: Okay even though I still don't know what you were trying to describe in the last post you made, Rai, I'm still going to post to keep the topic moving. I'm sorry if I misunderstand, this is just my interpretation of it.

He kicked me. I blinked and was completely and totally surprised that in a matter of about 2 minutes, he'd managed to render my strikes useless, disarm me and injure me by kicking my stomach. I held it and coughed a bit as I was thrown back by the force of it. I fell to the ground but that didn't stop me, I got up and immediately rushed at him with no weapon. He'd taste the power of magic when I was through with him.

"Nice move there. You're quite the fighter."

I began to throw fireballs at him, they all but missed and hit the rapier, which I concentrated enough to turn to wood. It was now burning and the more I threw the fireballs at him, and the closer I stepped, he had no choice but to back up. I had hoped that the dropped rapier would serve as a means for burning and injuring his foot. As he would have continued to step back, one of his feet would have stepped on the flaming rapier and burned through his shoes, injuring him for the moment. I then drew this other magical sword I had on the side of my belt. It was named the Sword of Dios. And although I don't know where I got this sword from, I knew it was always with me and it worked for me when I fought. It began to glow a white color as I jumped and tried to strike at his head. If he blocked, which presumably he did, I would have moved right away to cut at his arm or his leg, then blending in my strikes swiftly as if they were a coordinated dance. Surely, one of my strikes would have hit him. If he continued to block my strikes, I would have then pushed him back with a wind current from my hands. This battle was beginning to be intense.


Meanwhile, Blake and Mero were fighting it out hard. Blake was failing to hit her ultimately with the sword she was using and she questioned why she couldn't hit her just once when she was blind. It was near to impossible that she'd be able to avoid her as she was. And much less, she was talking back to her! The nerve! When she decided the method of the sword wasn't working, she quickly changed up her game and started to throw kunai at her now, keeping one in her hand for quick and intense close combat slashes. She began to get faster and smirked as she ran to her and shoved her, attempting to swipe at her skin and cut it just once.

"Shut up! Just shut up! You think you're big stuff just because you're blind and can avoid me. You think you're going to win by talking back! Ha! Well I have more than just one way of fighting up my sleeve you know!" Blake shouted at her and began to toss more knives at her intensely, just trying to scathe over the tops of her skin. All she needed was to cut her open so she could catch the blood and use it. Blake was sick and yet intelligent.

I heard the knives sailing through the air and dodged to the best of my abilities. She had changed up her style and this concerned me greatly. I knew I wouldn't be able to keep this up and I was unsure of how much help Utenas jacket would be. I panted as I continued to dodge, listening for the oncoming attacks.

"I don't think I'm big stuff, I just know I'm better then you" I smirked. It didn't take a rocket scientist to understand that Blake was gradually getting more annoyed with my snarky remarks. This was something of an advantage for me. Then angrier she got, the more she would attack and the louder it would be. And when she became louder, it would be easier for me to fight her.