by Spiked Edge Thu Feb 05, 2015 12:51 am
Richard side steps the white wolf; its crimson flames enticing his eyes, trying to draw him into a distraction as if they had a mind separate from the entity they rose from, but he resists. RD never takes his eyes off the Alpha, whose very veins seem to course with the same azure fire it wreathes itself in. It lunges forth in a blanket of fire, its claws and fangs making the visage look like something straight out of the abyss.
The image causes Richard's blood to boil, his adrenaline kicking into full gear as a sadistic grin appears on his face in reaction to the approaching challenge. He rushes the lunge, dipping slightly down and bringing his sword up on the underside of the wolf. He grazes the beast as it passes, but is unable to put enough momentum into his blow, and the cut does not bite deep enough to cause any serious damage. Instead of dwelling on his failure to actually do real harm to the beast in what could only be described as a perfect situation to do so, he moves to take down the wolf whom escaped his wrath earlier, only for a white and crimson blur to approach him at an absurd speed from his right. This time he expects it though, the sudden dash towards the remaining normal wolf in their midst was merely a feint in order to goad it into another high speed pounce.
Richard quickly turns to face the white wolf, who is pouncing at him claws and fangs at the ready, and swings his cleaver with two hands at an upward angle. This blow connects with the beast's leg, not severing it but definitely wounding it, which RD mused would slow it down somewhat. Richard can't help but chuckle at the wolf's misfortune, he's truly enjoying himself now...He quickly exchanges a glance with the more neutral of the three wolves who seems to be backing off, wary of RD's formidity, possibly waiting for the two elemental beasts to weaken Richard before it mounts an attack of its own.
Richard focuses his attention back on the Alpha who is now already in the midst of another charge, this one seems a bit more focused though...RD prepares himself to dodge but the black lupine zig zags its approach as if it had already considered the move and stands on its hind legs as it reaches him, opting this time to force Richard to block its claws.
Having no option but to do so, Richard is held standing in one spot under the wolf's immense weight as it bears down on him, gnashing its fangs in an attempt to get a bite at RD's throat. The black beast's white hot saliva makes pock marks in Richard's armor as he finally forces it back with a sudden shift in weight to throw it off balance, followed by a swift kick to its ribs. Richard doesn't come away unscathed though, his upper left arm sporting a steaming new gash the onyx creature managed to inflict as it was forced back.
Richard hops back a few steps to catch a quick breath and reanalyze the situation now that all three wolves are before him. He barely seems to even acknowledge the injury, rotating his shoulder and stretching the arm as if it merely needed to be loosened. A crimson gleam in both eyes and a sinister grin on his face, he lowers into a three-point-stance as if he was becoming a beast himself and charges the pack once more.