The battle of Camlann was the end of prosperity, and it was all caused by one person. The bastard son, sometimes nephew, Mordred.
Stubborn, fiery, cunning. There's a lot of ways to describe Mordred, but the biggest is stubborn. Stubborn enough to de...
Shorter than usual, but that's only because i'm dead tired from school and work
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The sound of clashing blades rang out through the empty building as a figure in dark armor crashed through one of the walls. Trailing the misty fellow was a flash of crimson lightning and flames as it raced towards them.
The armored individual moved out of the path of the attack and pounced on the flash. Swords clashed again as both a dark blade and silver and red blade struggled against one another. A silver gauntlet flashed with crimson lightning as it impacted them on the chest. The dark armored fighter moved only an inch or two back, but left him no room to react to a strong, mana infused, kick to the side of his knee.
The silver blade could only scratch the armor of Berserker as Saber sprung on the offensive. Clarent flashed for a second as it was swung from a low angle across Berserker's hip to shoulder, sparks flying in the process as Berserker flew backwards.
"Are you done yet?" Saber asked as Berserker stood once more. Growling came from the man as he lifted his blade once more, "Good, me neither!"
Berserker launched himself onto Saber as he slammed his massive blade onto Clarent and forced Saber down as he kicked the blades up and rolled onto his feet from his back. Berserker let no respite happen as he suddenly swung at saber from shoulder to shoulder, full intent on beheading him. Saber ducked and try to give a blow himself, but was forced back onto the defensive against faster blows from Berserker.
This kept up for a bit. Saber would take the offensive, Berserker does Berserker, Saber had to return to the defensive, repeated. Saber suddenly threw himself back as Berserker prepared a strong downward swing. Saber took a breath as he quickly summoned his spear and let the crimson lightning cover himself. Spear met armor as Saber tore through the air as he raced to implant the bigger servant. His spear hit the armor and fought to go through as the momentum of the blow threw both of them back into a wall, dust rising at the impact.
As the dust cleared the spear now had Berserker linked against the wall as Saber drove Clarent through the man's back and stepped back as he summoned Excalibur Morgan. The black blade shook with energy as he swung at the man's neck.
"AR.. THUR!" Berserker roared as he attempted to dislodge the spear from his gut, but stopped as the blade dug into his neck and stopped halfway. He thrashed as Saber tried to pry the black blade free, with each thrash getting stronger as he grabbed onto Saber and attempted to crush his head by squeezing it with his hands.
Saber pulled with full force as the blade barely move before pouring magical energy into it as the blade flared to life, and with an evil light, tore out of Berserker's neck as gold started to surround him. The helmet the crazed man wore shattered as he stared at Saber with anger.
Saber looked at the man, pitying his existence, as he let the evil blade disappear. "You are forgiven, Lancelot. I hold no grudge against you."
The crazed man widened his eyes in surprise as he only remained as golden particles that dissipated into the night.
Saber let himself hunch as he took a long breath, "That guy.. is still a good fighter.. when insane!" He looked around him as he noted the many holes left by him and Berserker before hearing something crash outside. He poked his head through one of the holes and saw an entire blocks worth of damage. He widened his eyes as he looked around him for any witnesses before shaking his head and sighing. "This should leave just Archer, Rider, and Lancer. From what I know Lancer is playing passive, Rider and Archer were busy against one another, and I was fighting Berserker. Archer will beat Rider because of EA and the Gates of Babylon, which leaves lancer to me. And knowing his master.."
Saber stepped over rubble as he was pulled towards his master, "He'll be lucky to even survive the night."
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Sorry for the short chapter, but I've already explained myself.
Have a nice night/day
Bama out
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P.S. Can someone fly me back out to Boulder? I miss the sights :(
