Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26383377-20180728220314/@comment-26383377-20180801203236

The giant approaches Dannie, clenching his roaring chainaxe. His crimson armor is decorated with skulls, organs, and other grisly war trophies, his helmet bears a pair of inhuman twisted horns, his armor is bronze where the crimson paint has been scratched off. His gargantuan figure gets closer and closer to Rikki with each earth-shaking step.

"Skulls for the skull thro-!"

The giant is incapable of completing his sentence, as a towering figure smashes through the foliage on his right. Its speed is so quick that Rikki can only see a blur fly by. It crashes onto the giant, tackling him, and raising him up. The figure charges towards a nearby tree, and slams the armored warrior against the wall.

Now that he has halted, Rikki can see that he is human, no, more than that. He nearly matched the giant in height his arms bulging with muscle, and his exposed calves seeming like they can burst out of his flesh due to their considerable size. The figure swiftly dodged downwards as the raider threw a miscalculated slash forwards. Using the momentum of the swing, the unarmored warrior gripped the ironclad arm mid-swing, and used it to swing the giant forwards, causing him to stumble forwards.

The giant swung back once more, to which the figure promptly dodged downwards. However, this time he moved forwards, and in one swift movement, he unsheathed a blade from his hip scabbard. A knife to the colossal figure, but easily considered a sword by a mere human. He masterfully slid it in between his opponent's bicep plate and his chest plate, efectively piercing the weak flexible material that covered his underarm, and digging deep into the raider's shoulder. The blade slid in deep. tearing at flesh, but more importantly, muscle. The swift attack prompted the giant to swing once more at the figure, this time, the razor-edged teeth of his chainaxe missed the figure's neck by less than an inch. The figure yanked his blade backwards, producing a wide, deep gash, earning a loud, pained roar from the crimson giant.

The figure leaped up and onto the giant, propping himself up by gripping tightly on the armor's pauldrons. He reeled his foot back, and delivered a series of strikes with his knee. Instead of aiming for the armored chestpiece of the giant, the figure struck the hilt of the knife, causing it to be pushed deeper and deeper into the giant's underarm. Eventually, however, the blade cut in so deep that it rendered the giant's arm useless, severing several main nerves. The crimson behemoth, now incapable of grasping his mighty weapon, dropped it to the ground. The figure grasped his blade, and forced his foot up against the giant's face, yanking his blade and kicking away, violently tearing his knife from the giant's underarm.

blood poured out like a fountain as the once formidable colossus now screamed in pain, and rage. The figure executed a masterful backwards roll as he landed on the floor, now positioning himself in a far more defensive form. The giant stomped down on the side of the axe, causing the hilt to swing upwards. He brought his left hand around and grasped the hilt of the chainaxe, now using his left arm to wield the weapon. With a bloodcurdling scream, the crimson giant charged at the figure.

He swung his blade in a wide arc, but the figure seemingly expected this attack. He brought his arms up defensively and, taking the crimson giant by surprise, moved towards his assailant. The axe blade missed its target, but the giant's armor plated forearm crashed against the braced arms of the figure.

Now, the unarmored warrior used this opportunity to his advantage. he wrapped his arm around the raider's arm, effectively holding him in place. He swung his foot forwards, sweeping the raider's feet and pushing him forwards. The giant fell with a colossal, ground shaking thud, and the warrior knelt down with him, maintaining his powerful grapple. He positioned the tip of his knife against the lower base of the giant's helmet, utilizing its weak point. He then struck the base of his knife's hilt with his fist, using it like a makeshift chisel, with his fist being the hammer. The giant kicked and squirmed in vain as the warrior repeatedly struck the base of his knife, driving the knife closer and closer into his skull, when finally, the warrior let out a fear-inspiring roar as he pounded his fist one final time into the base of his knife, driving it into the giant's skull, finally killing him. The crimson warrior went limp, and when the warrior yanked the blade out of the giant's skull, and, in tandem, his helmet, blood spurted out like a fountain, showering the giant's armor in his own blood. The warrior wiped the blade of his knife on the giant's armor, before standing up.

The entire ordeal had occured within the span of a few moments, but the warriors' combined speed made the entire battle look like a blur, a fight that Rikki could barely keep up with.

He turned around, and looked down at the young ten year old girl that bore witness to what had just occured. He sheathed his weapon.

Now that he the figure wasn't moving lightning fast, Rikki could finally make out the details of his appearance. He was a large man, a very, very large man, almost the size of the crimson giant that he duelled with mere moments ago. Broad shoulders, and rippling muscles. He had long, jet black hair, and a matching bushy beard. His piercing eyes were amber in color, which complimented his steely demeanor. His scar-riddled body was covered in an assortment of handmade fabrics, and furs. His left shoulder had a distinct metal pauldron, attached to his outfit with thick leather straps. Beneath his furs, Rikki could make out the dull shine of armor, likely shoddy and handmade. His feet were covered with handmade, thick boots. The only thing that looked out of place was the scabbard attached to his aged leather belt. It appeared to be of fine, fine craftmanship. But rust and frequent use has made it appear old and worn. the hilt of his "knife was still apparent, with its pommel taking the distincive shape of the  Imperial Aquila.

He stood, in utter silence, observing Rikki.