Losing Stability? (Blazen/Open)

[Wise Idiot]

[glow=red,2,700]BOOM[/glow]

Several players were decimated by a dozen grenades that landed around them. Many other players gasped in horror as they watched the players get destroyed. They didn't even know what had hit them. Through the smoke stepped Dardae, both his swords in his hands, and a wicked look on his face. "You...you monster!" one of the players shouted. Dardae glanced at the player, then let loose a shadow bolt. The player's eyes widened as it hit him, blowing him across the stadium and slamming him against a wall.

"You won't get away with this!" another player shouted as several of them charged Dardae. Dardae grinned. "Good, free experience." Dardae brought his blades back and slashed, taking out a player who was about to do an overhead chop with his sword. A minute later, several other players were either killed or seriously wounded in similar fashion.

A player watching nearby was quivering in fear. He then sent out an area-wide shout, "Somebody who is high level, HELP! We have a psycho in the Colosseum whose killing anyone he sees! We can't stop him!"

Unfortunately for him, Dardae obviously heard the shout and spotted the player who sent it. The player let out a yelp before he was cut down by a shadow clone.

[Great Saiyaman]

Velken had heard the fatal sounds and crys of battle. He could hear shouts for help of one for a high level, he would do. Velken's hood kept above his head, shadowing his face as always. The Emerald Sword slapped against his leg as he ran down the corridor to the battle field. It being stained in the slain's blood.

Velken looked out to see the cause of the destruction, his friend Dardea. He gritted his teeth the sight of such slaughter. The only thing that made him more mad was the fact that Dardea was the cause. He made no movments to his sword and calmed himself to seem less hostile.

"Dardea," Velken called, "what clouds your mind to do such thing? What black lord has tempted you to bring such blood to the area for the fair?" Velken asked a ways away merely talking to his friend rather than going to start a fight. He would assume it would come to that, but hopefully not. Maybe by talking he could calm Dardea, it was something to pray for.

[Wise Idiot]

!

Dardae spun around and spotted another player, and was about to strike when he noticed who it was. "Ah, Velken, my dear friend! Please, join me in this joyous treasure hunt of experience! I assure you that no dark lord tempts me, unless strength is dark, then all the world would be dark, for strength is saught by all! There is nothing more valuable in this world than strength!"

Dardae turned his back on him and looked for something to kill. He then spotted a player who was on his hands and knees, badly wounded but still alive. Dardae's eyes widened. "Good lord, I missed one! Such valuable stock must never be wasted!" Dardae began walking over to the defenseless player, raising his sword as he did.

[Great Saiyaman]

Velken darted and stood between Dardae and the player. Velken then placed a hand on the hilt. "Dardae your confused, tainted. By what evil I do not know. However, you can not mercilessly kill people in such mass. Save that for our enimies." He gripped the hilt tighter. "I will not ask you again, leave these players alone and pay for your deeds and all shall be behind you. Never again will you need to look upon this as a mistake." Velken continued to try and negotiate.

Velken dug his heels in the ground and bent his knees slightly. He gripped the hilt tighter and eyed Dardae through his hood. Even if they were friends, Velken took an oath to defend justice with his sword. He shant go against his promise, no matter the cost. He would only hope he would not need to act so harshly and Dardae would just be on his way.

[Wise Idiot]

Dardae stopped dead as Velken stood before him, his sword still poised.

Suddenly his chest expanded and he screamed, "You FOOL! I am killing so that our enemies can be killed! I NEED to be stronger so I can beat the Sons of Darkness! To avenge those who died! To make them pay for my pain! The pain that stays, no matter where I go, no matter how I try to make it go away! The ones I kill aren't in any danger, so why must you stop me! YOU CAN'T GET IN MY WAY!!!!"

Dardae suddenly brought his sword down in an attempt to strike Velken down.

[Great Saiyaman]

Velken's shining green sword quickly swooped up and blocked the sword. The Emerald Sword stood strong against Dardae's as if the sword in Velken's hand was alive and scolding the other sword for doing dark deeds. "Because there are better things to raise your stats than player killing." Velken said darkly. "Though I can see that my words will not help. I am sorry, but it is clear I must do this."

Velken then would knock the ninja's sword to the side, not necassarily out of his hands, but make him off balance. Velken then would slash Dardae ten times swiftly in both vertical and horozonal patterns before spinning and would kick him in the chest to knock him away. All the while 'Emerald Sword' was pounding in Velken's ears. It was telling him to defeat Dardae in order to defend justice, but of course no kill him.

[Wise Idiot]

Dardae was caught off balance by the push of Velken's blade, but he was able to go into a roll and avoid the slashes from Velken's blade. He came up a few feet away, both swords at his sides. He stood still, his face...sad. "I see that I cannot talk sense into you." His face them became furious. "Very well, you will increase my great collection of experience, a stepping stone to my goal."

Dardae then kicked off and flew at Velken, his blades at his sides, preparing to perform a scissor-like inward chop.

[Great Saiyaman]

Velken merely held his sword infront of him. Thier blades would lock as Dardae's would try and crush the Emerald Sword. However Velken would then jump smally away, and would cut at Dardae's stomach. He would then slash vertically downward, left to right, shooing a beam from his sword to hit Dardae a second time.

[Wise Idiot]

Dardae sucked in his stomache, the slash narrowly missing him, but, unfortunately for him, the slash distracted him from Velken's other attack, which hit him square in the chest. "@#%$!"

Dardae skidded backwards a few feet, holding his footing but obviously winded. He immediately thrust his fire sword forward, lettting loose a fireball. It streamed through the air, aimed right at Velken's head. Dardae then sped forward, intending to follow up the blast with a left-to-right slice with his shadow blade and then an overhead chop with his fire sword.

[Ryo]

Ryo had heard the cry for help and made his way over stopping a few yards from the two.Those bodies...it's his handy work... He walked a bit closer."Dardae...it appears you've done this?"He lowered his head."Velken right...knock some sense into him will you..?"

[Great Saiyaman]

Velken ducked his body to the left to avoid the fireball. However the two slashes would be tricky. He placed his sword behind him to the avoid damage from the side hit. As the second began to come down, Velken grabbed the sheete to this sword and used the sturdy leather to block the fire sword. He grunted, struggleing to hold both hits off before spinning away and standing up straight again. He placed his sheethe back in place and panted a bit.

Velken then ran at Dardae and would first try to slash him downward as he did with his beam. He would end up faking it and would bring his sword back enough to go around a defence and then would seem like he would thrust his sword forward as to stab Dardae. However Velken remembered using this tatic when helping Dardae against the 'mirror me'. He would pull back again, faking. He then would drop down to sweep kick Dardae and would trip him. Velken then would jump back and swing his sword twice shooting two beams.

[Wise Idiot]

Dardae brought his blade up to block the slash, and fell for the ploy. He felt his feet leave him as he hit the dirt. Before he could react, he heard the energy hit him, but he wasn't sure where. He rolled away and leapt to his feet. He then looked down to see where he was hit.

He found it.

His left arm was comepletely sheared off, and was lying on the ground where he was laying a moment ago. He stared at the arm for a moment, then turned his attention to Velken, glaring at him. "You are going to pay for that."

[Great Saiyaman]

Velken landed and he stared blankly at the arm and at Dardae. How could that man even have the collective mind to keep going? The pain, plus the fact the arm is gone should equal fear. Not that that was Velken's plans, but still. Dardea should be cringing and falling in pain. The amount of blood lost would be substantial.

Velken sighed. "Dardae I don't want to do that again or worse. Just stop your rampage, now." He ordered firmly, gripping the sword's hilt tightly. He gritted his teeth and tensed himself incase he would not follow orders.

[Wise Idiot]

Dardae stared at Velken for a moment, then as a response, several shadow clonse leapt out of Dardae's shadow and charged at Velken.

[Ryo]

Ryo dashed inbetween the two taking the clones attacks glaring at dardae."Don't be a fool do you truly believe you can beat him with one arm what will a wasted death bring?!"He swung his sword at the clones blood dripping from his wounds.