Training for something important.

*Soren stood at the area and awaited his opponent to step out which he did and it was a gaint three weapon equipment foe with armor covering and Soren sighs as he draws his falcion and twirls the dark blade in his hands* "Great slow but powerful just want I need." *he launches forward and meet the gaint head on clashing his sword and axe each other Soren spins underneath his blade and pulls it along it acting as a shield and he pulls even futher twirling it to act like a knife but with a upward angle and he slashto the ground and he kicks the gaint and places the tip of his sword to his ground giving him extra reach as his kick and the gaints head meet and he lands on his feeet the gaint stumbling back Soren going underneath him once more breathing slightly heavy him being smaller then the gaint he was out matched which he didn't mind but still....anyway the gaint charged forward and Soren who was not paying the much attenion was tackled and he lands on his bum and then he gets up quickly and rushing for the occupied gaint who was still trying to get up and soren jumped over him performing a front flip stabbed his black sword down in the gaints neck and lands he knew his opponent wasn't dead but he wasn't getting either.*

A gust of wind bloew by and Sabastion lands on the other side of the area. He noticed the beast on the ground and clapped slowly. "Nice job on this one. But then again I have always said that the stoinger the beast the stupider. But who knows for sure."

*Soren noted you and put his own comment on you words* "Well...you would have to look on the other person at and if you noticed he wasn't to bright to begin with...him cdive charging which that worked until I got up i am just the smarter beast...as wel as in training...so what are you here for?"

"Lets just say that I was around the area. But it doesn't really matter. So why are you killing these beast? Sport or fun?" He leans up against the staff and yawns. "It is such a waist for a life to be lost. Even if it is a beast."

*Soren once again shook his head* "I have not killed this man...nor will I do not like to be called a beast for the reason's you say nor will I." *Soren turns to you almost wishing it was someone else* "I am no savage brute."

"My dear friend who said I was calling you a beast. I was refering to the animal you have at your feet." He points twords the brute you defeated on the ground. "If you don't kill him he will die soon. If not from you from another one of his kind."

"Like I said I have no intention of killing THAT man he was only fighting for his reputation even if that had means die he does not deserve to die and you know it." *Soren looked at you as if he was protecting that beast and soren sighing no longer seeing a point anymore* "Although we are just wasting time talking and yet to see each other's power level...."

"I have noticed that too. I know that you are strong, and you know the same about me. But if you wish to fight this...........man as you say, must be moved." Sabastion uses the bending of wind to lift him and toss him far out of the way. "There that is much better."

*Soren was atonished by his action it wasn't a simple move but more of a throw and twirls his blade and awaits the seraphim movements* "...that wasn't to smart of you Seraphim...nobady should be treated like dirt!"

"Except for those who are." He hold his staff steady and awaits any movement you make. "This won't go anywhere if we both play defence."

"Enough." *Soren launches forward with great speed and twirls his blade in a attempt to knock your staff out from under you then jumping up kicking you once in the head and his centurion appears and soren nods*

Sabstion quickly moves the staff to avoid your attack and pushes himself back with it to barely dodge your kick. Then he twirls it around and swings down at your feet relesing a small gust of air that cuts your leg.

*Soren jumps back managing avoid to gust of air and he looks to his centurion and sighs* "You now let me show you how we truly fight...Leo come on..." "About time you said something Soren..." *he leaps forward and turn into darkness eveloping soren which soren whisk it away nothing much of him had change beside his eyes which were light blue to a blood red color and his black falcion twirling in his hand* "Are you ready...?" *His voice seemed darker or well more demonic*

"Just bring it on. I was hoping I would see how good you knights of ratatosk really are. Maybe you can show me." Tworls his staff around and hovers in the air while doing it. "Lets match the powers of a knight to an angle."

"Hmph then let's see your wings boy!" *Soren jumped forward him actually smiling and having a evil chuckle as he jumped towards you his leg spinning but it looked like he had something else in mind*

"You want to se my wings eh?" As you jump a larg pair of white wings appear on my bavk and I sore twords you in mid air crashing into you with a heavy wind behind me. "How you like them now?"

*Soren smiles and laughes calmly* "You know I hate it still...you do realize something right why humans and others have the desire to live.....and we alll deserve it you just want acceptance when we can't even accept each other face it rejection is a part of everyone's life." *Soren blows back and lands on his feet and he begins to charge at you and slam his sword daown a dark hole appearing* "Darkness vortex." *The area expoldes with darkness and two streams of darkness shoot upward twirling acting like blades*

"I never said anything about acceptance. But only that there is always going to be a class rank. And the ones at the bottom are dirt untill they prove otherwise." He looked around into you darkness. Marvaling at it but not looseing his gurad he waves his staff at you. "Wind Bullet." A powerful gust of heavy wind fires twords you and knocks the breath out of you.

*Soren jumps back and and slices dowen his blade is dripping darkness and he slashes upward the darkness sweeping off his blade he smiles and begins laughing* "So now their are class just say what you are trying to say!"

"I think you know. I am saying that nobody can be equal to another. There is no way we can live as being equals. This causes uproars of annoyance. The fact that some people are better than others are only threw there own undoing or there own presser to do better." Sabastion slams his staff onto your blade to knock it down into the ground. "Does it matter why I should explainmy points of views?"

*Soren says nothing as he stabs his falcion into the ground and uses it to lift him higher swinging his foot to you head and using the momentuem to relese his falcion landing behind you*

Sabastion quickly swirls around in circles and gathers up air sending in out in a circle around his waist and out as you land. The wind is fast and razor sharp. It manages to cut some of your clothes before aiming for your chest.

*Soren lands on the ground and darkness forms in a bubble around which you could not see anything that was in front of you and feel and soren thinks to himself* I hope he knows he is in danger...Black demonic storm.... "Soren sends out a reddish type darkness out of his sword and does it again with multiple directions

"Gale Sheild" An orb of heavy wind surrounds Sabastion and he is able to see to the edges of it. Spinning the ball he starts to deflect the rays of darkness comming a him, a few break threw and hit him causing him to fall but he stands back up with the aid of his staff. "Not bad Knight. Not bad at all. This darkness really does give you an advantage."

*You hear nothing and then Soren sighs* "You know...my only thought is why I haven't grown any better then this...and besides and I have a reason I promised her I would not lose as we as lord Ragnarok."