The masked figured smiled, though none could see it. One of the team mates was closing in while the other was keeping his distance. This was going to be easier than he thought. He figured he would have to face a team not individuals. As The girl took a stance he took one of his own. Though like his sword it was not a normal stance. For those that had seen it before it was one favored by that of the Seikon blood line, though so far he had not moved with their speed at least yet.
As Tempest attacked him, thorns started to sprout of his skin and clothing making it far more dangerous to be in close quarters with him. As soon as they sprouted he shifted his fighting style a bit and worked to get in closer to her. If she managed to get nicked by one of those thorns then it was sure to be a bad day for her.
Keeping up the attacks so on Tempest, so far neither had been able to land a significant blow on the other but he seemed to be keeping up with her speed without much a problem.
As Ziern approached moving at a rapid pace the figured jumped back slightly to give himself a bit of breathing room pointed his sword at Ziern and vines started to sprout all around him attempting to entrap him before jumping right back into the fight with the storm.
The one that hung back did not seem much of a threat to him yet so he did not need to worry about him for now.
While all of this was happening a large slug watched with great amusement eating leaves right off the trees.
MFT
TWC: 1851
As Tempest attacked him, thorns started to sprout of his skin and clothing making it far more dangerous to be in close quarters with him. As soon as they sprouted he shifted his fighting style a bit and worked to get in closer to her. If she managed to get nicked by one of those thorns then it was sure to be a bad day for her.
Keeping up the attacks so on Tempest, so far neither had been able to land a significant blow on the other but he seemed to be keeping up with her speed without much a problem.
As Ziern approached moving at a rapid pace the figured jumped back slightly to give himself a bit of breathing room pointed his sword at Ziern and vines started to sprout all around him attempting to entrap him before jumping right back into the fight with the storm.
The one that hung back did not seem much of a threat to him yet so he did not need to worry about him for now.
While all of this was happening a large slug watched with great amusement eating leaves right off the trees.
MFT
TWC: 1851