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A world of dark cloudy skies and endless battles, with a mighty peel of thunder Aryna will find herself on a hill top over looking a clash of two gigantic armies.
Metakirb

She heads slowly towards the armies.
Who

Gutsy move, one which is ultimately rewarded by a grimy looking humanoid armed with a spear charging towards her. Lightning striking in the centre of one of the armies.
Metakirb

She flies up out of spear reach
Who

"Coward!"

Her assailant flings its spear in to the air towards her.
Metakirb

She swerves around it.
Who

A volley of arrows streaks through the air towards her, probably no aimed at her, lets just call it a happy accident.
Metakirb

She does her best to avoid getting hit.
Who

The odds are she may still take a hit despite her evasive action due to the sheer mass of arrows. Though she's probably not paying attention several people are hurled in to the air by something or other not far away.
Metakirb

Ary flys with a little more stumble over the battlefield.
Who

She'll be mostly ignored for now as most of the people below appear to be focusing on a heavily armoured figure that easily dwarfs the rest of them apparently using on of them as a club to fight against the rest.
Metakirb

Ary slowly makes her way down towards him.
Who

The armoured figure looks up, hurling his club in to an oncoming mob of soldiers.

"Sister!"
Metakirb

Hello Mister Red. Why are all these people fighting?
Who

"It is the purpose of this realm! Isn't it glorious?!"

He grabs another soldier, headbutting him and returning to using him as a club.
Metakirb

But what if they get killed?
Who

"Then they have died with honour! What brings you here?"

He draws his sword, running through a soldier behind him.
Metakirb

Miss Azure sent me.
Who

"Then she must mean for me to assist you in some way."

The soldiers begin to back off, clearly outmatched.
Metakirb

Ary takes this as a cue to land.

Assist you how?
Who

"Tell me. How is your control of your powers fairing?"
Metakirb

She sighs.

Not good. I still can't be in possession of my powers and in control of this...

She raises her claw.

... at the same time. I need to be stronger...
Who

"Then you have come to the right place! You shall hone your skills here!"
Metakirb

You think so?
Who

"I know so! Show me what you have been taught so far."
Metakirb

A...Against you?

She draws both her swords.
Who

"Exactly!"

A large maul flies through the air, knocking the surround soldiers in its path to the ground before he catches it.
Metakirb

She shifts into her battle stance.
Who

With a mighty battle cry Ary's sparing partner charges forward trying to slam the hammer down on her from above.

"Your stance is too timid!"
Metakirb

She knows she has no chance of blocking that, so rolls to the side and slashes.
Who

The blades clang off of his armour as he moves to sweep her.

"Press your advantage! Be more aggressive!"
Metakirb

She's swept.
Who

The hammer stops millimetres from her face.

"It's a good thing you came to me when you did."
Metakirb

She looks very worried.
Who

"Who has taught you to fight?"
Metakirb

I mostly taught myself.
Who

"It shows, take your stance again."
Metakirb

She does so.
Who

"You're not aggressive enough. You're a goddess, act like it."
Metakirb

How?
Who

"Be more aggressive! Your speed is unmatched if you but will it!"
Metakirb

I can't!
Who

"Focus! Think of speed and naught but movement and the swiftness of the of the wind!"
Metakirb

She tries to focus.
Who

He stands there, waiting for her reaction.
Metakirb

No changes, she doesn't have her god powers.
Who

"Your stance is too defensive!"
Metakirb

Then show me a better stance.
Who

He takes his own stance, waiting for her to copy.
Metakirb

She copies, though not perfectly.
Who

"Almost! Strike at that soldier!"
Metakirb

O...Okay.

She slashes at the soldier.
Who

He attempts to parry her with a small sword.
Metakirb

She slashes at his legs with her other blade.
Who

It cuts clean through, the soldier dropping to the floor screaming in agony.
Metakirb

Which serves to make Ary feel bad.
Who

He walks over to the solider, inspecting the wound before simply reaching out and crushing his skull.

"A perfect clean cut."
Metakirb

Now she feels even worse.
Who

"Maybe you're not cut out to be a warrior. This does not bode well"
Metakirb

I just... there's no reason to kill these people...
Who

"They live for a death in battle! And rise again with the sun."
Metakirb

They do?
Who

He nods.

"This is realm of eternal battle."
Metakirb

Well if they're going to get back up...
Who

"You can't afford to show mercy like this!"
Metakirb

I'm not going to kill people for no reason!
Who

"It isn't for no reason! It is so when the creature that killed your predecssor raises its head you can strike it down!"

Of course this isn't angry shouting, he's just a very loud person.
Metakirb

I know. I know I have to kill her. I want to kill her. Make her pay for putting this thing on my hand.

She pauses for a moment.

I want you to fight me all out.
Who

"Are you sure?"
Metakirb

She nods.
Who

"Very well."

With a yell he draws his sword, which bursts in to flames on contact with the air, and charges towards her.
Metakirb

She also runs towards him.
Who

He hefts the blade above his head and attempts to bring it down upon her. Seemingly unconcerned for any offence she could mount.
Metakirb

Ary tries to roll under Red and looks for any weak points or gaps in his armor.
Who

There doesn't appear to be any of either unfortunately.
Metakirb

Then she backs off a little.
Who

He sweeps his blade sideways, trying to slice her in twain.
Metakirb

She jumps up, taking flight to avoid it, waiting for the right moment.
Who

"Better! Use your advantages!"

He leaps upwards, trying to grab her leg and fling her to the ground.
Metakirb

She drops down and sends a burst of fire up at him.
Who

He yells in pain as the fire hits, falling down towards her.
Metakirb

She rolls to the side to try and avoid being crushed.
Who

She'll manage to avoid it, he lashes out with his hand to try and grab her and squeeze. Hard.
Metakirb

She's grabbed and squeezed, screaming in pain
Who

He scrambles to his feet, holding Ary in the air not letting up on the pressure.

"Do you yield?"
Metakirb

N....Not.... Yet...

She starts trying to push free of his grip.
Who

He helps Ary along with that, slamming her in to the ground and letting go.
Metakirb

She lies there.
Who

He points his sword down at her.

"Victory is mine."
Metakirb

She tries to pull herself up.
Who

He doesn't move his sword so that might be tricky.

"Do you yield?"
Metakirb

She tries to raise her claw hand and push the sword aside, seemingly having gained alot of strength in the last couple seconds.
Who

The blade is moved, her foe stepping back a little to give her room.
Metakirb

She brings herself to her feet, though doesn't look like she might stay standing long.
Who

He sweeps out his leg trying to knock her to the ground.
Metakirb

She moves her claw in the way and tries to stop his sweep, she probably won't manage but the strength from the claw is incredible.
Who

Once the sweep succeeds he laughs heartily and tries to help her up.

"Tell me about that claw!"
Metakirb

It's a pain, Eris is the one who put it on my hand and I can barely keep control of it.
Who

"Then you must force your will upon it."
Metakirb

I've tried. I'm not strong enough yet.

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