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Date Posted: 18:39:18 08/04/03 Mon
Author: Zrego
Subject: The end is near...
In reply to: Noni, Kalata 's message, "Watching..." on 17:48:33 08/04/03 Mon

Zrego is thrown to the ground, his muzzle twisting about to watch in shock as Numi takes the blow that was meant to kill him. Midnight gaze flicks up, barely fast enough to roll desperately sideways and avoid dying.. again. However, Zrego's tongue flicks to the side of his muzzle, feeling the sharp sting of pain on the side of his head and tasting his own blood. Tatters of flesh fall limp to the side in a bloody tangle. The striped's ear is split cleanly in half, but luckily for him... it wasn't his skull. The tan is back again at in an instant, Zrego's tail blade flicking back and forth in a death-defying display of guessing the tan's moves... for at this point, the grey-gold male's blade was moving far beyond speeds that Zrego had ever been forced to match, or even see.

As a long score of blood is drawn across his chest and the blows keep coming, the striped is only half aware of the words that come out of the tan's mouth. The enemy continues to raise the speed of his attacks, and there are words... Zrego ignores them... ignoring insult after insult against himself -- and then...

"I'll kill you, and then that striped-loving black frante."

Midnight eyes widen, and the blood of fury rushes through the tactical-minded Korat. Adrenaline surges through his veins, and the striped suddenly can see the blade as it flies directly at throat. His blade doesn't rise to parry, as the tan's wields death closer to his life-source. Zrego is stronger. Ebon jaws open, tilt downwards, and clamp down just as the blade enters the striped maw. The adolescent's neck suddenly snaps sideways, flinging the blade from his throat and ignoring the pain as part of his mouth is torn open. The tan is caught off-balance as he is pulled towards the waiting striped by his tail, and in the moment that the enemy's foot stalls to regain that balance, Zrego springs. He lands heavily, feeling his greater weight behind his muscules as strength that is not his own shoves the tan to the ground. Sharp foreclaws grind into the tan's maw, piercing through flesh and ripping out the jugular in a deft jerk.

The tan's neck unfurls in a final death reflex, grabbing onto Zrego just where chest and neck meet. A huge chunk of flesh is ripped from the striped's hide, and the woundbleeds profusely... The striped falls beside the tan, blood pouring thickly over the already gore-slickened ground.

However, Zrego's tail twitches once, the blunt side of his blade falling with surprising gentleness over Numi's foreleg. A weak mental voice reaches desperately for the black's mind, I'll live mri'fao.

Midnight eyes shut and the striped is forced to fall into a healing trance immediately... before his promise can be broken.

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I feel like Korat tonight, Korat tonight! -- Ewyna, 19:09:35 08/04/03 Mon