[In the silence of that night, the sound of metal against metal rings vividly. Sephiroth had rushed him and, just as anticipated, Zenos' own blade met it without hesitation nor falter. Upon his face, his once-thoughtful expression turns feral—a manic glee brought about by the promise of a fight worth waiting for.]
Did you truly think for even a moment I would be so weakhearted?
[He pushes his own blade against Sephiroth's Masamune, the creak of steel against steel whining for mercy until he shoves himself back bodily. Immediately, rather than a defensive stance, his katana comes down to rest at his side with an idle flick.]
Has your tryst with Diluc filled your head with senseless emotion? I will not indulge in a duel where my opponent's attention is not wholly devoted to me. If you make a mistake and this ends too soon, I'll be sorely disappointed.
[Zenos raises a hand, beckoning Sephiroth to come again.]
Come, my dear, sweet friend. Bare your fangs for me, show me something that will set my heart racing.
There is no room in my heart for such foolish things.
[ Sephiroth declares with a mighty swing of his blade, more for show at first due to Zenos' leap back. But he begins to call forth a spell of some sort, a slight smirk on his lips. ]
Show me that you have more to offer than just petty words for this battle of ours. Or otherwise, you'll leave me wanting for someone who can properly match my strength.
[ Right as he cast the spell that summoned a fiery hell towards Zenos of fire and brimstone, he'll follow up with quite a few swings that call forth destructive shockwaves...more than what even a normal magic swordsman may have been able to handle. Shockwaves that can certainly crumble buildings were they to actually hit. But how does Zenos fare against the onslaught? ]
[Unlike his foe, Zenos has yet to show the true extent of his power. Though disadvantaged without all three of his swords, he manages all the same. Fire and brimstone barely earns a flinch, as where it threatens to strike him, it merely crashes against an invisible force—the existence of which is only marked by the glittering purple that ripples around him from the impact.
The shockwaves aren't avoided so much as ignored when Zenos instead teleports forward to swing his blade at Sephiroth, bypassing that path of carnage entirely. Unlike the feral grin he wore a moment before, as his blade arcs a red-glowing path through the air, his expression is that of a serious swordsman.]
[ Sephiroth on the other hand does not think much of the fact that Zenos is without all three of his blades. A swordsman is more than capable with just the one.
But it is only when Zenos comes at him with an expression befitting a combatant who has taken upon the proper focus to fully focus on the battle in front of him that Sephiroth feels that it has truly turned into a real fight. So of course he comes towards him, but the strike aimed at him misses its mark when, in the next moment, Sephiroth has disappeared only to reappear above Zenos.
Sephiroth's now coming down and aiming his sword in a downwards strike, towards the blond's body - or rather his head - beneath him. ]
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Date: 2021-09-07 07:20 pm (UTC)Did you truly think for even a moment I would be so weakhearted?
[He pushes his own blade against Sephiroth's Masamune, the creak of steel against steel whining for mercy until he shoves himself back bodily. Immediately, rather than a defensive stance, his katana comes down to rest at his side with an idle flick.]
Has your tryst with Diluc filled your head with senseless emotion? I will not indulge in a duel where my opponent's attention is not wholly devoted to me. If you make a mistake and this ends too soon, I'll be sorely disappointed.
[Zenos raises a hand, beckoning Sephiroth to come again.]
Come, my dear, sweet friend. Bare your fangs for me, show me something that will set my heart racing.
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Date: 2021-09-07 11:41 pm (UTC)There is no room in my heart for such foolish things.
[ Sephiroth declares with a mighty swing of his blade, more for show at first due to Zenos' leap back. But he begins to call forth a spell of some sort, a slight smirk on his lips. ]
Show me that you have more to offer than just petty words for this battle of ours. Or otherwise, you'll leave me wanting for someone who can properly match my strength.
[ Right as he cast the spell that summoned a fiery hell towards Zenos of fire and brimstone, he'll follow up with quite a few swings that call forth destructive shockwaves...more than what even a normal magic swordsman may have been able to handle. Shockwaves that can certainly crumble buildings were they to actually hit. But how does Zenos fare against the onslaught? ]
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Date: 2021-09-09 06:23 pm (UTC)The shockwaves aren't avoided so much as ignored when Zenos instead teleports forward to swing his blade at Sephiroth, bypassing that path of carnage entirely. Unlike the feral grin he wore a moment before, as his blade arcs a red-glowing path through the air, his expression is that of a serious swordsman.]
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Date: 2021-09-10 02:20 am (UTC)But it is only when Zenos comes at him with an expression befitting a combatant who has taken upon the proper focus to fully focus on the battle in front of him that Sephiroth feels that it has truly turned into a real fight. So of course he comes towards him, but the strike aimed at him misses its mark when, in the next moment, Sephiroth has disappeared only to reappear above Zenos.
Sephiroth's now coming down and aiming his sword in a downwards strike, towards the blond's body - or rather his head - beneath him. ]