Mercenary in the Wild

Day 8. The Hero vs. The Mercenary

The inferno raged unscrupulously, flames devouring any and all, turning the settlement into a hellscape. Fumes and cinder suffocated the atmosphere but it didn't seem to affect either of the warriors. They had been fighting for what felt like hours, only growing in intensity, speed and brutality.

At dizzying velocities, the Master Sword came down, but The Mercenary swiftly blocked it with his right grey gauntlet. He pushed the blade off before launching a devastating left overhand that was barely deflected with the Hylian Shield. The Wild Knight held his ground against the incredible force of the blow, reposting with a shield bash that sent the demonic mutant back.

Link waited, holding his guard up again and beginning to pace around Dynamo as he was crouched. The burning Maddened Savagery glare, the one sickly divine eye, the unnatural glow of the Triforce of The Second Hellwalker's Realm, and most of all, the fact that he wasn't using his blades; these all reinforced the argument that The Final Knight needed help desperately and it bolstered The Champion Hero's resolve.

"Come on, Georgian...!" He shouted as he still paced around, watching him straighten and crack his neck to the sides. "Fight it...! Fight with me...!" His encouraging voice called out before bracing himself for another assault.

Exactly as The DOOM Slayer lunged for him with his bloodied bare hands, he planted himself firmly into the cobblestone below. Link bashed him with his shield, straight into the chest, lifting Dynamo over his head and flipping him over.

The Mercenary coughed out blood as he tumbled in the air but somehow landed on his feet. He ignored the pain and moved to deliver a crushing spinning right back kick with such force that, upon blocking it, The Champion Hero was sent flying into a flaming wall. For some reason... Dynamo did not press the attack, keeping still and breathing heavily. He was still holding back.

From the blaze, The Wild Hero leapt upwards, Master Sword shining bright as he let out a fearsome warcry. "HHHYYYYAAAAAHHHH!!!" He bellowed as he brought down the massive slash.

The Demonic Knight dodged to the side, but the fully charged Blade of Evil's Bane had also sent energy beams to the side, which connected and sent The Second Hellwalker tumbling across the debris on the cobblestone until hitting a tree on fire. The already fragile tree trunk gave way and came down over his back but he easily rose with a roar, yet the momentary distraction had been enough for The Half-blood Zonai Hero to charge at him with another outcry, putting the Master Sword straight through his shoulder, slamming his stricken opponent into the stone wall.

A roar of agony ripped from the back of his throat, the demon within struggling against the Maddened Savagery and the dire control of the Eden. His insides felt as if they had been set on fire by The Wild Knight's blade because of its divine properties. The balance of demonic and divine energies was already off, but it seemed like the divinity of the Master Sword was washing away part of the Eden's horrible influence.

"Forgive me, Georgian... Forgive me for all of this...!" His bright glowing turquoise eyes stared right at his brother-in-arms' dire gaze as he nearly implored in a murmur.

Dynamo breathed heavily through gritted teeth, a circle of royal blue beginning to reappear in his eyes. He made an effort to launch a punch, a swipe, anything but Link countered with a shield bash to quake his skull. He stepped back and pulled his sword out, watching as The Final Knight collapsed to the ground. The halo of royal blue in his eyes was getting wider and a battered Wild Hero smiled as he realised that he was starting to come back to his senses.