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Thinking
Onomatopoeia
Rayne's POV
CLINK!
Sparks flew as twin blades countered mine. Even with flaps of loose flesh exposed, that turd was still surprisingly sober. Nimble enough to avoid being cleaved in half anyway. I recoiled my weapon, then hacked down once again. Likewise, the dragon knight mirrored my actions.
SHING!
Numbing aftershocks streaked up my arms. Consequently, the both of us were sent skidding backwards from the impact.
"Tch," I clicked my tongue, eyeing his equipment vigilantly.
He happened to be a dual wielder too. But unlike me, the dragon knight was dealing with swords. So obviously he's gonna have a longer reach. The only feasible way I could win was to be faster. MUCH faster. Weapons are only as powerful as their users. If I can outspeed him...
Excessive blood trickled from the festering wound. Paired alongside the bulging red arteries in his eyes, that idiot looked even more like a vicious ghoul.
[Bloodlust is detected.]
[Bloodlust is detected.]
"You bitches... YOU FUCKING BITCHES!!! I'LL KILL YOU-I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU!!!" manic roars resounded in the battlefield.
A pity my bland reaction was destined to disappoint him.
[Bloodlust is detected.]
[Bloodlust is detected.]
[Bloodlust is detected.]
Slowly, my lips curled in amusement, "Karma can be quite the bitch, eh? You're an ugly toad now. Happy?"
[Effect: Bloodlust has activated.]
[Debuff applied. Target foe's stats are halved for 30 minutes.]
My ridicule worked like a charm. That egomaniac couldn't sit still any longer.
[Bloodlust is detected.]
[Bloodlust is detected.]
A gust of frigid wind blew past. Before both our figures vanished. Only to reappear again when our blades clashed. Dissonant blast waves echoed each time our weapons collided. Sparks crackled between razor-sharp edges. My arms were a blur as I rotated between parrying and stabbing. A jab, a thrust, and a slash-I deployed a myriad of combos. Normally, he would have folded by now. But shockingly, the dragon knight was able to keep pace with me. And his swings weren't too half-baked either. This gremlin must have trained like crazy after the abrupt encounter in Kargalgan's lair. He knew. This fucktard knew it was me inside the Commander's body. An ill-fated reunion was only a matter of when. So you bet that bitch made sure to put in extra effort during practice sessions. Anything to not lose to a punching bag.
[Effect: Bloodlust has activated.]
[Debuff applied. Target foe's stats are halved for 30 minutes.]
Aggression peaked as our figures danced within a confined space. You would think at the rate we're going for each other's throat, the place would have long been bathed in crimson. However, reality fell flat in the face of expectations. In spite of our best attempts to murder one another, this confrontation went nowhere. Every lethal strike was countered and mirrored. So much so that even after a solid minute, not a single drop of blood was spilled. The tense situation inevitably slowed to a standstill, where neither of us were able to pull the trigger despite holding the other party at gunpoint.
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Your Shadow Is My Light
FanfictionRayne, a girl born into tragedy, is haunted by a traumatic past, burdened by the memories of killing her father and witnessing her mother's death. Bullied and isolated, she often struggles with self-doubt, thinking that she's better off dead than al...
