Post by bark on Sept 16, 2012 10:44:14 GMT -5
And so the conversation unfolded. Night gave his own piece, one much less embellished that Alonzo’s own; simply destroy the dark and save worlds. Not that is wasn’t equally noble, however, for it was. However, one would assume the boy’s master would tell him the reasons for the key. Perhaps he didn’t have one? Interesting... how did others claim the blade? Through trials and tribulations, surely. Perhaps, the savage thought sullenly, perhaps his primitiveness required the need for another to initiate the need for a teacher... Bah. Put those thoughts aside. Self-pity could come later. The beckoning darkness was encircling the trio, and they would have to deal with this issue first before Alonzo would allow himself to fall into such a moment of reflection. First would come the fight.
The Night was the first to strike. Infact, Night had protected Alonzo, as before he began the assault, he warned Alonzo to the darkness behind him, another iron clad beast. Quickly. Alonzo swiped the blade in his maw into the Soldier, and while he didn’t destroy it, he did knock it back, giving him precious breathing room to reorganize.
With that, the brawl had begun, and chaos arose on the top of the clocktower. Night released his barrage of blades formed of both light and dark, while Koki took to the air, clearly preparing an attack of his own. Alonzo, meanwhile, would do what he did best; brawl savagely.
Blade in teeth and claws at the ready, the hunter leaped onto the foe he had knocked away and began to rip into it’s dark, ephemeral form with his long, powerful claws, ripping the demon apart before he leapt into the air and stabbed the Path of the Forest into the demon, finally shattering it’s form and releasing the heart from the prison.
That was one. There were many more to come.
Staying true to his title, Alonzo fought like a savage, and did not limit himself in combat, using everything at his disposal, from sweeping kicks to launch shadows away to stabbing into soldiers with his claws, to even biting some of the flying opponents and tossing them back into their fellow kin. It was brutal, yet even then, there was a strange sort of rhythm to the way he fought, something primal and savage, something almost mystifying yet at the same time terrifying. He did not fight like a man. He fought like a beast.
Yet then something happened, something that temporarily stopped the savage rumble. A strange cloaked figure appeared, scythe in hand, and with incredible grace, he dispatched several heartless and Nobodies with incredible ease. The savage was mystified; he was only to slay so few on his own at a time, yet this man made it seem as if it was simple as a slight movement. More importantly, something about this figure seemed... odd. Alonzo generally had great senses, but right now, he felt very little from this soul. But that had to be nothing, yes? After all, right now, he was helping. Of course, how soon would that change?
As Alonzo tore the Shadow in his hands two, a sudden sense of apprehension started to flow over him. What happened to Koki, he wondered, seeing the man who protected him vanished, and more importantly, who was this man? Too many variables, the beast thought, far too many this night.
"Who... who you?” The savage called out to the figure in black he gripped his blade in his teeth, knocking back another Soldier.
((Sorry for the length and wait.))
