Nokigon flopped himself into a chair, sweat running in rivulets down his face. He had just finished a deadly bout against a mighty warrior, who went by the name Fateful_Ending. And he'd nearly created a Fateful Ending for Nokigon.To cut a long story short, Fateful had attacked in a devastatingly powerful manor, and Nokigon had then made a foolish mistake by blocking the strike. Of course, Fateful had the advantage of momentum AND gravity, so Nokigon's sword was knocked out of his hand.
Had he been any other man, Nokigon would've been defeated there and then. But Nokigon's fighting ability in many fields saved him. Without even stopping to think, Nokigon whipped out his dagger and dived forwards, knocking Fateful off his feet. They had had a fight, but Fateful couldn't use his big broadsword there and soon Nokigon had his knife at Fateful's throat. It was still too close for comfort though, and Nokigon knew it.
The fanfare called, and Nokigon wearily went back out again.
The herad roared: "Next up to fight is.... AUREAUS!"
Nokigon stared at him in surprise. He KNEW Aureaus. In Keppen, the man was a regional hero. But he was dead.
The man had DIED in the siege of Bladenon. The knights had hunted him down and slain him in revenge for killing Kildayus!
Although... there had been a rumour. A rumour that he'd escaped, and had spoken with the Duchy of Keppen himself. That he'd met the Chosen One....
And that must've brought him here. Suddenly, Nokigon noticed that Aureaus had no arm. That must've been due to a fire, or something...
"Begin!" the herald cried, and Nokigon suddenly snapped out of his trance. He dived forward and slashed his sword at Aureaus' armless side.
Aureaus did something unexpected. He leapt to the side and stabbed at Nokigon, who leaned out of the way.
The fight commenced. Nokigon's sense of chivalry forced him to drop his shield, which he did early on, and to fight with one hand on his sword.
However, this worked to Aureaus' advantage. The man was clearly used to fighting with one arm, and forced Nokigon back.
Nokigon realised that he would have to go onto the defensive. He then started to retreat, slowly, and allowed Aureaus to wear himself out on him.
Finally, Aureaus started to tire. And the second this happened, Nokigon went onto the attack. He started a blindingly fast series of attacks. Aureaus barely managed to block them, until suddenly he pulled away, his sides heaving. Nokigon smiled coldly, and gently moved his sword towards Aureaus' neck.
Only to have Aureaus sword suddenly smash into the blade, with more force then a worn out man should have. Nokigon's blade went flying. Nokigon looked at it, and realised that Aureaus had only been pretending.
"Damn." He said, and dived for Aureaus.
The two of them wrestled for control of his sword. Nokigon knew that he could defeat the man if he used both hands. But he kept his left hand limp, and didn't use it no matter how much his senses shrieked for him to do otherwise. Finally, at last, he ripped the sword out of Aureaus' grasp and pointed it at him.
Aureaus' shoulders sagged. "I submit." He said, in a low, annoyed voice.
The Herald called: "And that's it for today! Thanks, folks, and to all of the contestants. Especially Nokigon!"
Nokigon looked up, again trying to avoid looking at Queen Susan. King Sigurd met his eyes. His face gave away no clues.
Then, slowly, he nodded.
Nokigon, it seemed, was in.
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