[TACTICAL PLANNING: REVIVED, ALIVE]
A ring could be heard, just before the other team started charging at them. A clang coming from the weapons impact soon followed, as the frontline battle it out.
Yuka runs to help the frontline before being intercepted by the opposite team's tactician.
Inigo, was it? He held two shortswords in each hand. Almost like an anime character.
He attempts to strike Yuka before she could react, however she manages to dodge it, albeit just barely.
Swinging his shortswords, he launches another strike at Yuka. The distance and the speed of the attack was calculated so it made it hard for Yuka to retreat or dodge, forcing her to attempt to block the attack. As she retaliates with an attack, a lance was thrown in her direction. She tries her best to fend off both Inigo and the lance user before Silas steps in with his axe.
"Seriously, a 2v1? With someone who's never done any of this stuff before? You guys are insane!" Silas retaliated, before attacking the lance user.
"That's just the reality of war, Silas!" The woman snaps back at him, all while continuing to charge at Silas.
Yuka runs in the direction of Inigo, who was stunned to see his brother step in. Swinging her sword, she manages to land a hit on the man : even though he had realized it and moved backwards. Seems like he wasn't focused, but he moved on impulse. The man strikes back instinctively, catching Yuka off guard. He got her too. The two go at it for a few minutes, before he stops and looks at his arm.
Realizing that he was bleeding, the man smiled bitterly before moving his gaze to the woman standing in front of him.
"Neat. I think I'll remove myself from this mock battle for now. You're not all that bad." He nods to Yuka before walking away and sitting on a nearby bench.
Feeling bad, Yuka slowly starts walking torwards the direction of the man, before he says;
"No, carry on and help your team. Assume I'm dead in this mock battle."
"What? But you landed a hit on me too."
"Ah... then let's just say were both dead. This is a good opportunity to observe the tide of the battle that's ongoing."
Yuka nods, her hand holding the wound on her shoulder as she sits down near the man.
"Geez, you're real hard to counter, man!" The woman holding the lance from before yelled, while dodging Silas' Axe.
"Good, that's the point!" Silas yelled back, before swinging his axe her way.
She blocks his strike by using her lance as a barrier. Retracting her lance quickly, she moves out of the way causing Silas to lose his hold.
"Gotcha!" She yells before she kicks Silas in the gut.
"Oh, fuck you!" He screams, as he moves back.
"Not fair, Yuki! Not fair!"
"You said you wanted the mock battle to be like an actual battle! Not my fault, man!" The woman laughed slightly before returning to her original stance.
Perhaps she laughed a bit too long, as Reagan has caught her off guard.
"Wh-!" She says, before realizing Reagan had forcibly seized her lance. He throws it in the opposite direction, in the direction of the equipment room.
"Hey, what was that for?!" The woman spoke worriedly, before moving her gaze to Reagan.
"It's best we don't overdo it, Yuki.. It's only a mock battle. You're free to initiate moves like this in battle, but.. maybe not in a mock battle.. and against our pseudo captain..?" Reagan shoots his friend a worried smile, hoping she'd understand. The woman stares at the man shocked, and then at Silas berore sighing.
"Alright, you've a point. Wasn't fair play. I'll just sit down. Good luck, Re." The woman walks away to the direction of the bench, her face seeming slightly disappointed. Reagan could only hope she'd understand his actions this particular time around.
Reagan helps Silas get back up. That kick in the gut didn't exactly seem too.. light.
"Geez, that hurt.. Thanks." Silas says before he starts shaking his head.
"This won't do. I'll go sit down. It's all you and Demeter, Reagan!"
Meanwhile..
"Watch your hammer, Lucian!" The armored lady spoke, warning the other man.
"I got it, don't worry!" He yells, while holding his hammer back. He swings it in full force in the direction of Demeter, prompting her to move back.
"Watch your hammer, damn it!" Demeter yelled, angry.
Using the spare time she has before the man starts swinging his hammer again, she attacks the man with her axe. Unfortunately, the armored lady came and blocked her attack before it could reach the man.
Reagan, upon seeing the scene, ran in their direction. Slashing his claymore to the ground near them, he initiated a fight against the armored lady.
The man with the hammer looks to Demeter's direction as the armored lady moves out of his way to block the attacks from Reagan.
"Almost there." He spoke, before he swings his hammer once again, this time almost hitting Demeter, although she moved out of the way.
Enraged, Demeter retaliates back and nearly hit him aswell; however he keeps dodging her attacks.
Tired of the stalemate, the man swung his hammer downwards, almost as if he was trying to hit the ground, or to hit Demeter's feet to stop her from dodging and moving away. Demeter quickly moved away before kicking his hands away from his hammer, slamming her axe onto the ground, and grabbing the hammer before he could.
"What?" The man blurted.
"What?" Demeter replied back, before moving her axe out of the way.
"How about *I* swing this near your feet?!" She yelled, as she prepared to do so.
"No, don't! Okay, you beat me. I won't be doing anything funny next time, Demeter." The man sighed, before looking in the direction of the benches.
While they had fought, Natalie and Reagan were blocking off each other's attacks.
Whenever Natalie used her sword to attack Reagan, he'd block it with his claymore, but whenever he attacked her, she'd block it with her armor. Eventually Demeter steps in and helps Reagan attack.
"Is that how it is? I hoped this wouldn't happen!" The lady yelled before launching a mech arm behind her, the arm taking up the sword she held as its own.
Demeter and Reagan started to move backwards while dodging the arm's attacks. Not only was it big, it was quick. Demeter was worried they'd have to back down since the lady had this ace card.
All of a sudden, Reagan started charging at the lady, claymore in hand to block off attacks from the mech arm.
"Reagan?!" Demeter yelled, wondering what the hell he's trying to do. He doesn't react a single bit to her call. He just keeps blocking it's attacks.
Seeing as Reagan's blocking off the attacks, Demeter starts to also charge at the lady.
The lady gets caught off guard, and accidentally opens her hand, causing the sword to be let go from the mech arm. Not wasting any moment left, Demeter reaches for the sword, and throws it away in a similar fashion as to what Reagan did earlier, drawing the battle to a close.
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