Mashyuu in: Life of Honor

Job Details::

The train rolled in and stopped at the station, steam rising from the engine as it cooled down and passengers started to disembark from the carts of the train. Dressed in black and orange pants with a red belt and a white and orange sleeveless jacket. His left hand, covered in orange fingerless gloves, grasped a rolled up piece of paper with a request for an honorable death. Mashyuu was looking for a good fight and seeing a powerful fighter asking for a battle made his blood run hot with excitement. The monster inside him needed to release some power in order to keep from destroying the host that was Mashyuu until he gained real control of his powers. Carefully Mashyuu stepped off the train and looked around, shoving the wanted poster in his pocket and heading down the road.

The wizard wandered down the smoke filled streets, coughing from the fumes that lingered in the air, making the man sick from the smell. He rounded a corner where a massive stage was st up, older men all sat on seats, watching the center of the stage where a single man stood and waited. Mashyuu looked on at the scene and then over his shoulder to make sure he wasn't lured into a trap. In the elder man's hand was a double edged long sword and in his off hand was a massive kite shield. Mashyuu understood what was about to happen as he started to draw closer to the man. The old man wore only a pair of ripped blue pants and a white tee shirt that clung tight to his body, on his jaw hung a long white beard from years of wisdom.

"Ah. You are the man who comes to end my life? It's about time. You shouldn't keep an old man waiting ya know."

Mashyuu laughed at the man and shrugged his shoulders. "If you aren't dead by now, time will wait for you old man." Mashyuu quipped while he drew closer to the man and stopped some ten feet away from the old man. The two could sense each others power coming off one another and the old man was the first to speak. "You are coming into your own, only now learning what you truly are. A long life lies ahead of you." "And you lived your life without ever passing on what you know." Mashyuu retorted while dropping low into a wide stance. "Can we get this over with? I want to make sure I get home in time for dinner." The hot sun was just starting to rise high enough to cast a shadow over the pair of fighters in the ring of dirt and gravel while the two started to strafe one another.

The earth wizard closed his eyes and lured his opponent into a false sense of safety. The old man rushed Mashyuu and instead of using his blade first, bashed with his shield. Mashyuu countered by taking a half step back and to the side, then lunged forward and threw his elbow up and on the inside of the mans shield, trying to throw the old man backwards. The old man managed to twist his shield and deflected the blow, both men took a step back and nodded their mutual respect for the quick exchange of blows that had just transpired.

Again the old man made the first attack, this time running at an angle to the left and jumped up, stabbing hard with his blade towards Mashyuu's chest. The Earth Wizard slipped back a half pace to the right, his foes blade dragging across Mashyuu's chest, drawing blood and making it run in a thin river down his body. Mashyuu growled in anger and yanked his jacket off, tossing it aside and bending at his ankles, knees and waist, arms flexing and teeth clenched tight as he started to lose control.

"Earth God's Sand Skin." Mashyuu roared while dirt and sand crawled up his body and stopped the bleeding on his chest. His body changed to a light pale color before he rushed the man. The wizard threw both his arms up, slamming into the shield before Mashyuu rolled outside the man's defensive range only to twist around, jump and toss his knee into the spine of the old man, making him lurch forward and stumble before he managed to catch himself.

The old man flipped his blade in his hand and jabbed backwards with his double edged long sword, driving it straight into where Mashyuu's leg should have been however his armor deflected the blow and chipped at the thigh. The man was good and fast, even for his age. For the life of him, Mashyuu couldn't understand why he wanted to die or why he was fighting so hard if death was what he really wanted.

Deciding to keep up the assault Mashyuu used the man's surprise at his blade not ripping through flesh to his advantage. The Slayer spun around, driving an open palm into the shield, his God Slayer strength surging through every blow he made while his head came soaring straight into the shield, shattering it to splints of metal and wood around the pair. The single dual blows sent the old man rocketing backwards and into the ground where he remained motionless for a few moments. Mashyuu started to slowly walk up to the man while his armor dropped to the ground, the spell ending rather quickly.

Just as Mashyuu came within ten feet of the man, he sat up and hurled his blade straight into Mashyuu's abdomen, the blade digging almost hilt deep into flesh. Mashyuu gasped for air while grabbing the handle of the blade and pulling. His eyes rolled back while he staggered left. Without warning he exploded into a burst of sand and appeared above the man. Using his own sword Mashyuu mimicked the jab the man made earlier that cut his chest. Like a hot knife in butter, the blade ripped through the man's chest just below his collar bone, cut his lungs and heart and came out the mans ribs. With the blade buried hilt deep into the mans body, he gagged and coughed up blood, fell to his knees and then back, crashing into the ground, lifeless and dead.

Mashyuu scooped up dirt and rubbed it on his wound, sealing the wound shut and stopped the bleeding. The older men, watching the fight walked down the wooden stairs and picked the old soldier up, carrying him off. One man reached into his pocket and pulled a small sack of jewels from it, effortlessly tossing it to the ground at Mashyuu's feet. "Job well done. He went happy." The old man assured Mashyuu and joined the others in carrying off the body...

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