Wednesday, May 19, 2004

part 5 of my story
'Well done, i am impressed. I see that you have defeated my men. Yes, i am impressed, but i guess not surprised, wind samurai. I am 'Sahraz' the leader of the 'twilight faurls',or was. Have my men earned the right for your name yet?' The mans voice was as hefty as his laughter.
'I am the wind adept 'Nazetsu'. Most know me, as the owner of Naryusha and Nashia the demon blades.' As he spoke he picked Naryusha back up and sheathed her.
' Ah, yes your reputation is known in these rgions wind samurai, perhaps i was foolish to think that my men could handle you. I however shall take pleasure in their vengance.' His voice boomed.
'Lets begin then shall we.' He laughed again, clutching his stomach, the laugh rumbled like thunder. After completing the ritual, respective bows they begun. Nazetsu held his ground as the giant man thundered, towards him with amazing speed. The fastness of the attack nearly allowed the staff to hit him, but he dodged to the left and countered. The match seemed evenly set, with each of the blows being blocked or dodged. The giant roared with laughter.'You are good, wind samurai.' He lunged at him the staff held with two hands at either end. Nazetsu caught it with his blade, in an attempt to hold it off. The downward momentan of the staff, forced Nazetsu onto his knees. The giant, beared down on him as he struggled, to keep him off. 'Smack' one of the hefty fists colided into Nazetsu's cheek, sending him sprawling onto his back. The cheap blow was enough to give the gaint an advantage over the dazed samurai. He leapt, sending blows, with the staff across the samurai's head and torso.'I expexted more from you, you dissapoint me.'
His massive hand seized the samurai's head and begun to lift him off the floor. He hung there helpless, like a rag doll. The gaint grabbed his arm and yanked it behind his back. Naztesu yelled as his arm was nearly yanked out its socket by this hulk. His fingers clicked as they were bent back and pulled a part. He looked at the giant who treated him like a toy, who still chuckled to himself.
The samurai's foot struck the side of the giants face with a sick 'crunch' as the blow snapped his jaw and ruptured the vessels in his nose as blood began streaming out. The giant roared dropping the samurai who's state was drained and weak. He struggled to haul himself onto his feet. Now on one foot and one knee, facing the recovering giant,he spoke.
'Now it is time to end this, shall your evil feed my talsiman.'
He drew Naryusha and Nashia.
'Wind of the skies, heed me. Unleash your wrath, 'Gale harpoon'!'
A torrent of wind-born leaves, swirled and swept around him. Fully consuming him in gale force winds. He leapt at the giant, striking deep into his chest, with both blades, as the wind howled, the giants roars were drowned out. He swept the blades up through the giant, flipping over his back and landing gracefully on the floor behind him. The giant was now nothing but a bloody pile on the floor, his features lay covered in blood, his own wet intestines lay sprawled in a smaller heap next to is body, slipping through the chasm running along his chest.
The wind died out.




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