Asaki raises her hands towards Peterson as his fury begins to fire in his eyes.
"Peterson, wait! Don't! You don't know--ugh!"
The teenager falls on the ground as one of the slave warriors clubs her in the back of the head with his lance.
She rolls over, groaning only to see the warrior coming closer to kill her. She sweeps her leg to the side and trips the man onto the ground then grabs the lance from his hands. Wheeling around, she hurls it like a javelin towards the opposite side of the arena. It impales itself in the ground.
She turns back around and lifts the man a little bit off the ground by the front of his shirt, balls up her fist and punches him square in the face.
As the warrior goes limp, Asaki looks up and scowls at the observing Oghrun, menacing, then drops the warrior in the dirt and gives the spectators one last defying look before rejoining the battle.
She rubs the back of her neck and stands between the warrior slaves and her companions, holding both hands up towards the slaves.
"Wait! Give us....one second."
The warrior slaves stop in their tracks, staring, confused at the teenager, then give each other uncertain looks.
Asaki turns around, picks up her staff and goes back to her comrades, still rubbing the back of her neck.
"You guys? I thought we were supposed to work together on this. If we destroy them...we become them," she lowers her hand down to her side and looks at each of them. "Is that what you want?" The slaves begins to come closer, prepared to attack. Annoyed, menacing, killer looks glitter in their eyes. Asaki turns to look at them.
"Could you just wait one second!!"
She faces her companions once more.
"I thought we all worked for justice here and displayed justice...even for those who don't believe in it. *sigh* I'm doing things my way. I'm not gonna kill these guys for their pleasure!" She points up at the Oghrun then looks at her friends. "You do whatever you want," she turns to face the slaves. "But I'll tell you this...if we kill these warriors without finding some other alternate means, first...we're no better than the people who founded these sick games."
She raises her staff as the slave warriors begin to attack once more.
|With chaos as my guide, I walk the plains in search of a worthy battle....|
"Peterson, wait! Don't! You don't know--ugh!"
The teenager falls on the ground as one of the slave warriors clubs her in the back of the head with his lance.
She rolls over, groaning only to see the warrior coming closer to kill her. She sweeps her leg to the side and trips the man onto the ground then grabs the lance from his hands. Wheeling around, she hurls it like a javelin towards the opposite side of the arena. It impales itself in the ground.
She turns back around and lifts the man a little bit off the ground by the front of his shirt, balls up her fist and punches him square in the face.
As the warrior goes limp, Asaki looks up and scowls at the observing Oghrun, menacing, then drops the warrior in the dirt and gives the spectators one last defying look before rejoining the battle.
She rubs the back of her neck and stands between the warrior slaves and her companions, holding both hands up towards the slaves.
"Wait! Give us....one second."
The warrior slaves stop in their tracks, staring, confused at the teenager, then give each other uncertain looks.
Asaki turns around, picks up her staff and goes back to her comrades, still rubbing the back of her neck.
"You guys? I thought we were supposed to work together on this. If we destroy them...we become them," she lowers her hand down to her side and looks at each of them. "Is that what you want?" The slaves begins to come closer, prepared to attack. Annoyed, menacing, killer looks glitter in their eyes. Asaki turns to look at them.
"Could you just wait one second!!"
She faces her companions once more.
"I thought we all worked for justice here and displayed justice...even for those who don't believe in it. *sigh* I'm doing things my way. I'm not gonna kill these guys for their pleasure!" She points up at the Oghrun then looks at her friends. "You do whatever you want," she turns to face the slaves. "But I'll tell you this...if we kill these warriors without finding some other alternate means, first...we're no better than the people who founded these sick games."
She raises her staff as the slave warriors begin to attack once more.
|With chaos as my guide, I walk the plains in search of a worthy battle....|
". Shenba's body slightly changes her scales growing bigger. Her body shifts slightly Her talons no longer bigger than her hands, her talons now looking like claws She stands back up double her size. Now looking more dragon like she looks over her shoulder as Kanshisha the chain like thing still sticking to her body. Shenba closes her dragon like wings around Kanshisha to protect him then looks in the direction of the creatures.. She smiles slightly smoke coming out of her Mouth..
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