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Galefore · 10-31-2006, 03:46 PM

For a moment, it was the wind’s whispering breath, with a howl of disarray added suddenly, attacking the warrior and knocking him breathless, as if taking back one of its precious children. Then it was the steel clatter of noise from the armor hitting it, skidding, scraping, and lastly, sparking. Two steel clad fingers drew upward toward the temple, rubbing in pain where the shaft had thumped and caused a momentary loss of thought. Now Galefore, not at all grinning any longer, saw the silvery sheen of a blade overtake his sense of sight, gleaming in the sunlight, drowning out all of the opposite’s visage with the reflection, forcing the lightning elemental to squint. The sword fell. It was being swung towards Galefore. Such forceful swinging was terrible to hear, as it forced the wind around it out of its way, cutting, and dare I say, killing tranquility and stopping Galefore’s temporary lapse.

Chink, chink, chink…

The sword fell beside the warrior of lightning, not dropping from the now loosened hands of the younger, and now in the eyes of the intently staring elder. The loosened sword’s hilt hung above the hands of Kino, who gaped in incredulous disbelief. A terrible force overtook it, small bolts of lightning sparking, and arcing, around the hilt, causing the sword-holder to relinquish that title and back away. The sword was betraying its holder, defeating its own purpose of defense and offense, and becoming an antagonist against Kino. At this point, Kino was more that gaping, he was drooping.

It was almost comical. The unbelievable, and incredibly serious, moment was soon broken by Galefore’s taunting --not unintentionally so insulting-- laugh. The despond that overtook Kino ended, his timorous glare revitalizing to normality. The sword fell, clanking on the snake’s back, and no longer sparking.

Galefore finally spoke quite jovially, “Come and get the sword, kid. Ain’t a purpose in the world for me to keep it from you.”

As soon as the boy picked it up, Galefore said, “Alright, let’s continue.” However, he did not say this normally, he semi-shouted it, and he said it so quickly that as soon as the younger had redeemed his fallen blade he dropped it again, this time in real pain.

Galefore’s triple pronged spear, brilliantly shining and ever ornate in the slightly darkened sun of the dimension, was forcefully inside of Kino’s arm, his left shoulder to be exact. Crimson droplets fell, and Galefore was prepared in case of another painful spell or change in nature. The probability of this was high, as the young one grunted, the middle prong digging deeply and noisily, making a sickening noise like slime being molded into an ornament. Kino gasped every time Galefore dug deeper, or in fact, moved his spear even slightly.

“Your turn, kid.” Said Galefore, as he hastily removed the weapon and moved back, grinning even more happily than usual.

10-31-2006, 03:46 PM	#11
Galefore Gunjinkeeper Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: A Blank Planet Gender: Posts: 6,159 Thanks: 770 Thanked 462 Times in 337 Posts Blog Entries: 3 Points: 4,584.04 Bank: 35,485.03 Total Points: 40,069.06 Donate	For a moment, it was the wind’s whispering breath, with a howl of disarray added suddenly, attacking the warrior and knocking him breathless, as if taking back one of its precious children. Then it was the steel clatter of noise from the armor hitting it, skidding, scraping, and lastly, sparking. Two steel clad fingers drew upward toward the temple, rubbing in pain where the shaft had thumped and caused a momentary loss of thought. Now Galefore, not at all grinning any longer, saw the silvery sheen of a blade overtake his sense of sight, gleaming in the sunlight, drowning out all of the opposite’s visage with the reflection, forcing the lightning elemental to squint. The sword fell. It was being swung towards Galefore. Such forceful swinging was terrible to hear, as it forced the wind around it out of its way, cutting, and dare I say, killing tranquility and stopping Galefore’s temporary lapse. Chink, chink, chink… The sword fell beside the warrior of lightning, not dropping from the now loosened hands of the younger, and now in the eyes of the intently staring elder. The loosened sword’s hilt hung above the hands of Kino, who gaped in incredulous disbelief. A terrible force overtook it, small bolts of lightning sparking, and arcing, around the hilt, causing the sword-holder to relinquish that title and back away. The sword was betraying its holder, defeating its own purpose of defense and offense, and becoming an antagonist against Kino. At this point, Kino was more that gaping, he was drooping. It was almost comical. The unbelievable, and incredibly serious, moment was soon broken by Galefore’s taunting --not unintentionally so insulting-- laugh. The despond that overtook Kino ended, his timorous glare revitalizing to normality. The sword fell, clanking on the snake’s back, and no longer sparking. Galefore finally spoke quite jovially, “Come and get the sword, kid. Ain’t a purpose in the world for me to keep it from you.” As soon as the boy picked it up, Galefore said, “Alright, let’s continue.” However, he did not say this normally, he semi-shouted it, and he said it so quickly that as soon as the younger had redeemed his fallen blade he dropped it again, this time in real pain. Galefore’s triple pronged spear, brilliantly shining and ever ornate in the slightly darkened sun of the dimension, was forcefully inside of Kino’s arm, his left shoulder to be exact. Crimson droplets fell, and Galefore was prepared in case of another painful spell or change in nature. The probability of this was high, as the young one grunted, the middle prong digging deeply and noisily, making a sickening noise like slime being molded into an ornament. Kino gasped every time Galefore dug deeper, or in fact, moved his spear even slightly. “Your turn, kid.” Said Galefore, as he hastily removed the weapon and moved back, grinning even more happily than usual.