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Post by Sol Callaway on Jul 12, 2011 7:58:33 GMT -5
A bear fell to the ground, large gashes covering it's body. Two other bear stood over their dead comrade and growled at the one who was responsible for their friend's death. A young male with white hair and red eyes, was responsible for this death, you could tell he was fighting for a while now, thanks to his heavy breathing. "Okay then...you two want to end up like your friend?" he said to the two remaining creatures, pointing his black blade at them. He may have been weakened because of the earlier bear, but he could still keep going.
Something like a couple of bears wasn't too tough for Sol, being raised as fighter by his father prepared him for a lot of things. And being ambushed by monsters was one of them, but when the monsters are bears it's a different story. Nevertheless, he was going to take out these bears even if it killed him. He placed his two swords together and focused his thoughts, drawing out the power that laid within him. What looked like black flames surrounded the two swords as Sol eyed the two bears, waiting for them.
And sure enough, one of the bears came at him, with full intention of ripping the boy to shreds. "Devil's Talon!" Sol sliced the bear with both of his swords at once and watched as it ran past him and fell. He looked at the other bear and watched as it roared at him for taking down another comrade of its. "Bring it own then." Sol addressed the bear, swords at the ready, unaware of the bear he just took down getting back up and glaring at him.
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