𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑, bellamy blake ²

01; graunshila

"My feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping, but I shall go on living."

― Pablo Neruda

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"HYAH!" HER OPPONENT SWUNG OUT WITH THEIR WEAPON. The blade cut through the air in front of Naomi's chest. The blonde flipped back, baring her two swords. Wampleiswis glittered cruelly in one hand, a simple longsword in the other. She showed her teeth, eyes darting towards her two opponents facing her.

Noe drew the two swords backwards, posed to strike, so they shone in the early sun. Trees rose around her, casting a long shadow across her face.

The woman came at her first. She wielded a long spear with a double-edged blade, swinging it over her head. It swung down to meet Naomi's sword. The blades sparked off each other and Naomi swung again with a cry. She slashed again, sword striking off the girl's weapon once again.

Naomi pivoted as the second warrior came up behind her. He swung his large broadsword down and Naomi rolled out of the way. She brought her sword up again and blocked the next blow. Leaping into fighting position, she swung around. Her two swords cut through the air as she spun, striking off the man's light armour. She spun again, bringing her sword down. He blocked the blow, pushing her back with a heavy shove.

She stumbled and rebalanced herself, baring her two swords again. She shot forward, swinging both her swords in her hands. The woman blocked easily, but the man was slower. Her sword sliced through a piece of his boiled leather clothes and pushed him backwards, the impact leaving a red welt. Naomi flipped around, kicking out underneath his legs. With a yell, he brought his heavy sword down against her. It crashed against Naomi's tough body armour and sent her sprawling across the ground.

For a moment, Noe panted. Then she swung herself back up to her feet, swinging both her swords in her hands. They scraped against the rocks below as she waited. Her side ached from the blow and she stared at them with challenging eyes.

The woman swung her spear in a circle before diving at Naomi. With practised movements, she swiped her weapon off the blade of Noe's sword. She swung again and Naomi blocked the blow with both her swords. The man swung his sword at her. With a yell, the blonde kicked away the girl and pushed her sword to meet his. She sliced the first sword at him and the next a few seconds later. She spun on her heel and swiped the blade upwards. The woman ducked back, narrowly avoiding getting a sword to the jaw.

Angered, the girl swung her spear. Naomi was forced to stumble backwards as the spear cut over her head. The girl spun the spear in her fingers and sliced again. Naomi blocked it with one sword. She swung again, blade slicing past Naomi's hair. Noe nimbly dodged the blow and swung up to slash against the spear.

She dodged downwards as the man came again. She rolled behind them, swinging up gracefully. Her hair flew around her face in its braids.

They flew at her. Naomi swung around, graceful as a dancer. Her sword scraped across one of her opponent's back. She landed on the ground as the man tumbled downwards. She watched him lay still. The girl came at her. She thrust her spear forward and Naomi dodged to the side. There she brought her sword up.

The two girls danced the dance of death. Both were highly agile, swinging in nimble circles. Naomi swung her swords in a wide circle before darting forward. Both her swords clattered off the edge of the spear. She bent back as she spear went slicing over her head. Swinging forward again, she shoved the girl back and spun away.