Chapitre 56: THE SNAKE HAS POISON!.. ('HOW SURPRISING').
***The Upper sector of the Outskirts of 'Eclipse of the Ocean', Chingford's Academy, Duel Arena..
*PUI*..
Another arrow shoots out with Nathan rolling away but in a direction closer to Montana. Montana immediately moves further apart from him as she re-strings Another arrow with an impressive speed before running Sideways as she let's her arrow fly in a new angle towards Nathan who hasn't fully gotten up.
Nathan blocks the arrow again but the arrow head gets stuck in his wooden shield with the force pushes his shield to the side and away from his body a bit.
Montana suddenly slides against the sandy ground with another quick arrow flying straight at Nathan's unprotected area. Nathan manages to push himself away but he could see as the arrow head beats close to his body before piercing into the ground.
It is a deathly close one, too close. Its barely been a minute since the Gong has been ring yet his heart is racing unlike anything he've felt before. The sand against his skin feels like Ash under the hot sun and his thigh wound stings badly from the dirt.
He might really die to that woman if things keeps on like this, he thinks to himself while wacthing her fast movements as she moves to always keep their distance. She's vulnerable when she's all about distance. With this thought in his mind, Nathan's cowboys lasso gets taken off his waist as he shoots out its knot at her immediately after his roll it through a single circle over his head, it only takes Motana seconds to strike again so nor even a single second could be wasted in attack.
One knee in the ground the one the other forming a chair shape with his body and both hands in his ropes as he twirls it around fast in a sharp circle before shooting its knot out at his enemy.
Shooting the lasso out left him vulnerable as he has to drop his shield and sword but it pays out as the rope catches against Montana's running leg.
*GASP!*, Nathan could hear her shocked gasp as she falls to the ground. The attack was too sudden and she isn't expecting a long range attack from him.
Immediately it hooks, Nathan turns the rope tighter against his right fore-arm while pulling Montana down with her back slapping into the dirt. She has barely even completely fallen down as Nathan's follows up his attack. He grabs his shield and sword messily into his left hand before charging to the vulnerable Montana just meters away.
Motana is down, she lost her shooting grip on her bow and she also lost the arrow she was about to string.
The lasso really caught her by surprise and the speed at which it was thrown is truly surprising. She has no time or desire to admire her enemy's strenghts as she swings the bladed end of her bow at the rope on her leg.
*Slash*, The weak ropes sliced off immediately under the sharpness of her weapon as hurriedly pushes her back up just to see Nathan's figure charging maniacly at her with the purpose of ending her life.
As soon as the rope is sliced off, Nathan immediately lets go of the lasso as he grabs his Weapons rightly in both hand. His injured thigh slowed his speed a bit but just a little bit as his desperation numbs the pain.
*AAUUUUGH!..
With a deep battle grunt, Nathan raises his sword while charging for Montana's blood but somehow, she pulls off a counter. The dagger in her boots somehow moves into her hand but only for a single second as she throws it straight at his face.
Nathan avoids the dagger in a fluster that makes him lose a bit of composure on his attack. He couldn't swing down at her anymore considering how close they are so he changes the attack and gives her rising face a powerful boot with his wood laced boot echoing off her metal helmet with a resounding *BANG!*.
Montana's rising back slaps back into the ground as she feels the sour iron of blood on her Tongue with her vision turning blurry for a moment as her head rings a buzzing hymn. Without her helmets shock absorbing capacity, she would probably be passed out from the impact. Nathan's kick really did pack a good blow but it is nothing but unfortunate that the leg he used had an injury on its thigh as well as the fact that he kicked against metal!.
He tumbles over Montana while rolling a few feet away as he growls in pain. His thigh wound spits out fresh blood and his feet is cramped in pain within his boots but still he knows very well that he could not waste any time.
He speedily crawls to his fallen sword which is only three feet away and finally takes it into his hand as he uses it's blade like a staff to push himself back up.
Montana has also stood up but the effect of the kick is still ringing in her head as she stumbles a bit like a drunkard with her bow still lying in the dirt. Nathan has no plans to give her time to catch her breath as he charges at her with his sword raised high.
*Slash*, he slashes at her, narrowly missing as Montana dodges backwards before rolling away while pulling out her own sword from her back since running is now out if the option for her.
The next attack from Nathan came just as brutally. His major weapon is a sword and adding the Shield in his hand, she stood no chance.
He ruthlessly bashes his shield against her chest to push her further off the right posture as he strikes down at her. She manages to block it with her own blade but her strenght is weak compared to his own thus making her completely lose her already bad grip in her weapon.
Another harsh jab from his shield and she's stumbling backwards and into the diet. She is going to die or be seriously injured from the next Slash at her undefended body.
Without hesitation, she makes a decision with her fingers digging into the dirt before throwing it directly into Nathan's raging gaze.
Nathan stumbles back with a small shout as the dirt burns against his eyes. He couldn't lose her so he immediately shakes his head rapidly while trying to find her figure and finish the job even with his blurry vision.
The problem now is that she isn't any where near. He couldn't afford a full face armour so his face is full of dirt and his eyes were sore and reddened.
He's already becoming very exhausted but he had to keep his eyes open. All of a sudden, he heard the crowd clamouring louder with alarm bells ringing in his head and then,..
*PUI..*...*BANG*.
An arrow sticks into his chest while pushing him backwards in pain as he feels liquid pushing out through his throat and pain pushing on his mind.
*Cough*..*Cough*, he coughs out black blood and broken organs as his vision gets even more blurry.
Poison.
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