Narsis stands before the Knight, his silvery mane resting lightly on bare obsidian shoulders. Muscles ripple under the skin like bands of iron. A strange bracer of daggers adorn his waist, arms hang limply at his sides while cold unfeeling eyes measure Metal_Sabre. Not even paying attention to the fact that he stands in the middle of the garden His heavy heeled boots wreaking havoc on the gardeners great care of such a beautiful place. Then again Narsis hates beauty he hates everything he has no love for anything.
Metal_Sabre draws his new weapon, the beautifully crafted longsword given to him by his friend, Blackfyre. Though the longsword is quite large, it appears as if it is magically weightless in Metal_Sabre's right hand. The Knight assumes a loose fighting stance, nonchalantely cracking his neck.
Narsis says [to Metal_Sabre] : Shall I begin?
Metal_Sabre says [to Narsis] : *nods* Certainly.
Narsis straightens up his form seeming to grow slightly taller than before. A strange shimmer flashes across his cold dead eyes. Obsidian fangs protrude briefly while he gives the Knight a brief smile. Heels click together then with a sudden flourish the half balor drops down into a semi crouch, black leather leggings creak from his movements, he steps back with his left leg spining in a clockwise fashion while his hands dart to his assasin blades. Deft fingers nimbly grip the cold handles. The high glossy black metal seems not to shine from any lights. Their crossguards is that of a raven with its wings outstretched. The double edges gleam with a razor sharpness not been seen since days of old. Coming out of his spin still keeping his crouch, Narsis soon begins to circle around the Azure Knight. Using the dagger in his left hand he reaches out with it and begins to play with the tip of the mans sword marveling in it's craftmanship. "Never before have I beheld such beauty perhaps when we are done you will let me look upon it." He says slowly while holding his gaze with Metal's. He lunges forward spinning around the others blade using his dagger that was once playing with it he pushes the sword away from him with a brtal back hand slash he lashes out at the face of the man he challenged to a friendly duel.
Metal_Sabre watches his opponent's eyes as they give away his intentions. As Narsis snaps out towards the Azure Knight's face with the dagger, Metal_Sabre hunches downward enough so that the attack sails over his head. He swings his mighty longsword back away from Narsis' other dagger, then easily cuts through the air in a horizontal swing, aiming for Narsis' left ribs. As he does so, Metal_Sabre keeps his left hand ready for any counterattack.
Narsis growls in utter annoyance feeling his dagger bite into nothing. Watching the other's foolish attack he steps forward keeping his arm raised up higher than normal he lets the Knights sword slice deeply into his side. WItha hiss of pain sacrificing himself for just such a moment he drops his arm down like a hammer blow the dagger spins around the back of his hand until its obsidian point is downward He puts all of his strength into one singular attack aimed right for the Knights blade arm right at the shoulder. His other arm drives itself forward, he hopes it will slip in past the others defenses un noticed as he attempts to jam this one into the left side of Saber in between his ribs. He gives the Azure Knight a faint smile as he winces from the pain of his actions but refuses to quit.
Metal_Sabre raises an eyebrow, slightly, as Narsis surprisingly allows the Knight to injure him. Though while surprised, Metal_Sabre is never one to leave an oppponent with an opening. He pulls back on his longsword with great haste, as the blade exits the wound it had just created. He retreats from his close position with Narsis, the dagger meant for the Knight's ribs missing it's target, as the other clangs loudly with his longsword. As he repositions himself, Metal_Sabre hears a slight hum emitting from the longsword, and quickly glances at it. The longsword seems to absorb the blood covering it into the blade, as it shimmers slightly. Metal_Sabre is intrigued by this, but realizes he must stay focused on the battle at hand. He takes a quick lunge forward and shoots his right arm straight forward, attempting to jam the end of the sword directly into Narsis' abdomen.
Narsis growls as once again his attacks fail to do anything more than to waste time. Rather than let himself lose his temper he takes upon an lmost serene calm even while blood trickles from the wound at his side. Deciding to rely upon his speed he watches the KNight clambor towards him while wearing his armour. He sidesteps the lunge to the left of the Azure Knight. His right arm flashes out like a viper deciding to strike the blade shrieks towards the mans upper arm. Taking a step forward his left dagger snakes around the mans powerful frame as he attempts to stab him in the back aiming for his spine.
Metal_Sabre follows through with the momentum of his attack, tucking and rolling forward. His body somersaults itself to the right of Narsis, barely avoiding any damage from the oncoming daggers. Rolling back to his feet, Metal_Sabre shoots his body in close enough to Narsis so that his blade can reach, also staying low to the ground. Metal_Sabre then lauches his body upward with his strong leg muscles, performing a beautiful uppercut with his blade, threatening to slice Narsis from his left hip to his left collarbone.
Narsis staggers to the left dropping down to one knee just as Metal_Sabres blade begins to make it's pass right where he used to be unintentionally dodging the warriors strike. Numb fingers can no longer hold the dagger in his left hand the blade falls from his grasp with a loud clatter it strikes the cobblestones. The son of Cell realises his defeat slowly he bows his head. "No wonder my father spoke so highly of you..." He coughs bitterly The vampiric drow fights to rise to his feet but soon finds his strength has left him. Knowing he is at the others mercy he waits for what he knows is coming. Closing his eyes he waits for the others blade to strike the final blow.
Metal_Sabre says [to Narsis] : You should get that wound taken care of...
Metal_Sabre gives his longsword a look, finding no traces of blood whatsoever on it, before sheathing it.
