Thread:DaWalkinWaffle/@comment-25944787-20150130030254

We walked out of the town, following the path. After a few minutes, we came across the main path, or I thought it would be a main path. The path seemed really used, so it had to be of some importance. Right after I thought this, we heard a huge explosion. Ayra and I ran over to where the explosion occurred, curious of what had caused it. Once we arrived, we came across a boy. The boy was sitting in the middle of a massive crater, eyes closed. I sensed a lot of power in him and wondered if he was some sort of demon. My instincts said to get rid of him so I advanced. Before I could do anything though, I was attacked by a wave of light. Arya turned to our attacker who was a knight with a large sword and shield. Arya and the knight began to engage in combat. I joined her because the boy didn't seem to notice. The knight was good but he was soon overwhelmed by my maelstrom. Just then, atro called out to me in my head. I replied, mentally, and then summoned him and tridon. I turned back towards the boy who was now looking at us.

"Who are you?" he asked. "My name is Vrael. And yours?" "Is Winter." I explained everything that had happened from when we left the town, until now. Winter seemed a bit surprised, like he didn’t expect anyone to see the explosion. I knew he caused it, because he was definitely powerful. I waited for him to say something, but he didn’t. I had a feeling he wanted to battle, so I asked the magic question. He looked at me, observing me. He then nodded, and asked me how we should battle. Ayra looked at me, and shrugged. I then said no-rules, and he got a bright-ish look on his face. He did some sort of hand signal and a yellow haired warrior stepped over. He and atro looked at each other curiously. Then he charged atro and they began to fight. I trusted atro to take care of him. Tridon, Arya, and I turned back towards Winter, who was now standing up with a strange sword. I stepped towards him warily. Then his eyes flared silver and he attacked me with unhumanly fast reflexes. But, I had the advantage of surprise. Since my sword could become a bow.

I blocked his first attack which had surprising force behind it despite Winter's apparent youth. I considered myself an experienced swordsman due to the things I had accomplished during my time but Winter seemed to have been training his whole life. He was easily as good as me. Tridon swung his trident at Winter. At the same time, Atro yelled “Divine Sword,” and Winter went flying back. I morphed my bow, and jumped up, firing a barrage of arrows at him. He dodged all of them with those strange reflexes then formed a silver translucent shield on his left arm as Arya attacked him. I was randomly firing arrows at Winter, who ended up dropping his sword and making another shield to block. At the same time, I had poured a bit of energy into each arrow, causing them to explode on impact, and making a dense cloud of dust and dirt to fill the clearing. A few seconds later, I heard someone mutter “Ade,” and I was battered by a swarm of dark attacks, before the barrage stopped. I then looked at my attacker, most likely a “dark” unit, with a faint aura surrounding him, and the most interesting part was…he was levitating. He looked like a demon. Before I could attack, atro was on the demon.

I joined Arya as she attacked Winter's strange shields. He seemed to be weakening. But when I looked in his eyes I didn't see defeat. I saw satisfaction. My eyes widened as I realized this is what he wanted and we had fell into a trap. His shields disappeared and his fist became charged up with the energy and he punched me in the face. There was a blinding flash of silver and I went stumbling back. When I regained my sight, Winter was now a floating figure of silver energy, barely recognizable as the young boy I first saw. Atro walked up to me and Arya, after beating the demon. Winter landed on the ground and charged at us.

In this new form, Winter was a match for all of us. Even after Arya summoned Lidith. He was able to defend from all sides. He fought barehanded as a person made of dangerous energy could be. As an airship captain, I was used to reading people's expressions and Winter's said something was coming. I formed a wall of maelstrom just as he sent beams of energy in all directions. When the maelstrom faded, Winter was looking at me with his sword in hand no longer in his energy form, other than his silver eyes. All my units had returned to unit orb form. "How about one on one, swords only, no magic? At least until we are disarmed." I suggested, knowing I could learn more about his weaknesses and strengths if it was just a sword fight. He looked at me, observing me. He then nodded. "Does your sword-bow count?" He asked. I shrugged and said I would never have a chance to use it. He chuckled. Then we started fighting.

His fighting style was more slashes and slices rather than stabbing. I noticed that he was never in the same place or sitting still. I realized this was a good tactic and made a mental note to use that tactic another time. He fought one handed, occasionally grabbing his sword with both hands for a harder blow. Finally, our swords locked at the cross-guard and we both tried to twist the other's sword out of their hands. In the end, both swords ended up too far away to grab. Unexpectedly, Winter tackled me and we both landed on the ground. We rolled around, trying to get the other in a choke hold but we both were good wrestlers. We scrambled away from each other and stood up. I tried something similar to what Winter did and made a coating of maelstrom around my fist. Winter did the same. When we tried to punch each other, our fists collided and an explosion of silver and dark blew us both off our feet. "What the blazes are you two doing?" a voice asked. I turned to see a man, wearing a black cloak with pitch black hair, looking at us. "Neither of you will get anywhere fighting each other will your special moves. Since you have been demonstrating yours, allow me to demonstrate mine. INSANITY!" When the man said insanity, everything faded black. I stumbled around. Then the voices came. I looked around violently. I heard the voices of my dead soldiers. I saw the battlefield and the Tower. Then everything faded to black in my mind.

"Are you okay?" I picked myself up from the ground and dusted myself off. "Yes, just tripped." The well worn path that they traveled on was bumpy in some places. I looked up at the sun and realized that much time had passed. Though I didn't remember it being so late when we left.

sorry i butchered it. all the problems were caused by the fact that it started wrong and that winter's units were doing other things. It changed practically everything. sorry. :( 