Heh... heh... heh...

[Shelus]

A simple challenge is what I propose. He/She who accepts this challenge can to choose if they or I make the intro post.

Simple requirements are as follow...

* First of all... all I ask is that you make an effort to finish this battle.
* Second... 5 posts per person
* And finaly... third... A friendly match of course.

EIDT: Alright, Deoxys... My intro post shall be made shortly after I arrive home from work.

[Sharzademar]

I accept your challenge, since i am new, you make the intro.

EDIT: I'm going to bed, if u don't want to wait, ignore me.

[Shelus]

((( I have just noticed the line where you say you are... 'new' If you so desire any help with your posts with my assistance. I will, for a short time, be glad to assist. )))

During long exhausting travels, it is only necessary that one such as Side take a time out every once and a long while to sort things out in his mind simply by meditating. Side could mostly be found going through such practices in areas of high elevation, or with areas with high winds and the such. But on a day such as this... a day of warm weather and little breeze, he could be found undergoing self discipline, or training. He chose a nice secluded area near a small lake, the grass was greener than ever and the leaves on the tree had began to grow... signaling the end of Winter and the start of Spring. In the shore of the lake was Side, he had been training since the rising of the sun on that very day. His movements were swift, agile, confident and even beautiful one could say.

Now... lets not go too over board... this is just a practice. We'll see how much more we can do and then call it quits for the day.

The combatant robes that outlined Sides body made his techniques seem all the more deadlier... amazing, but dangerous none the less. The weapon he was currently wielding was the Poetic Night, the Spear he had come to enjoy so much over the years, while his other weapons were rested on the beach of the lake. The spear added an unrelenting sense of anxiety behind his strength. The water he had been standing in during this period of self-discipline moved gently along-side the damascus blade as it neared the water, but never touched... it was quite a show as the water trailed like a falling tower behind the spear.

I feel someone approaching... I wonder...
Side cautiosly muttered to himself.

Side kept his concetration at present... only to skim the horizon with his Blue and Red eyes at key moments to let it appear as if it were a part of the design in his current technique.

THERE... at first a blur a top the horizon was now making its way toward the lake. Although this couldn't be randomly considered a threat due to the fact that it appeared as the figure was only walking from his or her current position from Sides. But no matter... Side was not going to let this figure get the best of him. He focused all his senses on this person as he trained, only waiting for this figure to annouce his purpose at the lake... wether by force, or through speech.

[Sharzademar]

My name is Randal, also known as Sharzademar, leader of the Sharzademian Royal knights. Since i am but a mere vigalnte i mean you no harm. Yet i have seen you train, and you seem like a good person to train with. A simple sparring match, is that a problem? * Draws Quickblade, a fast sword not known for it's power, but for it's ability to hiegten the users reflexes.*

[Shelus]

Side held his ground as he trained while waiting for the figure. The person soon arrived at the beach and began to speak...

My name is Randal, also known as Sharzademar, leader of the Sharzademian Royal knights. Since i am but a mere vigalnte i mean you no harm. Yet i have seen you train, and you seem like a good person to train with. A simple sparring match, is that a problem?

The man known as Randal spoke his peace and thus Side let off a sigh of relief. Side did not need any more battles at the moment nor in the near future, but... what harm could a little training between two warriors bring to the table?

"Well... I see no problem with such a proposal. Why Not! Hmmm... maybe we can both teach each other a few things."

A defensive stance followed after Sides words had been spoken. The stance was a sign to allow Randal to make the first move. Side was letting on to be a bit hesitant as he waited for the first move to be made. He stood in wait with the Poetic Night in firm control with both hands. The blades of grass whistled a soothing tune that play along the movements of the training that would soon be underway. Even some of the leaves that had just bloomed seemed to know how to dance... their rythim would soon kick up as well.

[Sharzademar]

Randal walks in a medium pace twoards side, and begins to run. He lifted his sword and slashed, careful not to make a fatal wound.

[Shelus]

The dancing of the leaves had brought a matched resmblence to Randals sprint at Side. Without those leaves... his cut could have been more than just 'less' fatal. The man known as Randal passes by Side after his slight cutting to his left arm, but opened a great window for Side just as quick as Randals attack.

"Training huh? Fine..."

As Randal passed by him... Side swung around the Poetic Night to appear as an uppercut. The ploy of the Yari was rough against the waters surface and forced a wave from the lake to roll onward at this Randal. The wave was about just as tall as him and gave Side a new advantage. With Randal unable to see Side... Side gave a potent thrust at the wave with the Yari Blade. This in turn fired an ample windshot at Randal.

Through the water... providing even more blindness as water was now being forced into his foes eyes... Side sprung with his attack and poised to scratch Randal with the Damascus blade.

The grass around the lake moved elegantly and simultaneously with Side as he made his lunge at Randal. Not only that, but it would seem impossible for the grass to do so as the wind that blew about around the lake was traveling in a completly different direction as the grass. Could this be a trick of the wind? Or could this be Sides doing? Only further into the traing with Side could one be certain.

[Sharzademar]

Randal feels the slice of the Damascus blade, and he now realizes that his foe is more challenging that he thought. So he drops his quickblade, and reaches for the Kiathe Morlar. He spews fire onto the approching waves, making a magnificent display of the elements. But Randal knew now was not the time to gaze; he threw the sword like a boomerang, a deadly sharp boomerang, emitting both fire and electricity. "A nice trick, but show me MORE power!"

[Shelus]

...FIRE...
Side shouted out to himself.

Pride easily over comes the willing. Side was now pure evidence to that statement. He dropped his spear and forced both of his hands together to meet the sword that had been flung at him. Only a moment later passed and then... as the sword yurned to meet its mark, it had came to a screeching pause. High air pressure surrounded Side almost as instantly as the sword had been thrown. The barrier of strong air kept the sword at bay and before too long... the air encompassed the sword instead. Not only could Sides manipulation of the wind halt a physical attack dead in its tracks, it could put a magnificent stop to most elements.

Fine... you want to play hard ball... so be it...

While Randal's sword was being forced to remain still by Sides air shield, he walked around it and approached the shore of the lake. Once there, he kneeled down and took hold of the Kaitoryu that had been lying beside the Shelus Blade on the lakes sands. With his usable sword in hand, he found his way back to where he had been standing when the sword was thrown at him.

...Two can play this game.

Side swung his massive blade above him and without moments hesitation... he brought it back down with extreme force against Randal's hovering sword to send it back at him. As his own sword was flying rapidly in his genral direction... a trail of Fire and lightning pursued the flying blade and the Kaitoryu gently haulted a top the watery face.

The strength behind this maneuver was incredible as it roared through the lake surface. As it neared Randal... one could notice that Side had such a special gift in the art of controling the surrounding wind and air. For the surface of the water had been completely calm during Sides attack.

NOW... It's time for YOU... to show ME more power!!!

[Sharzademar]

Randal knows this is a battle unwinnalbe unless fully powered. He takes the hard strike from his own sword. Near defeat, Randal states "No elements can help me, only power can win me this bout. Power of SArtogia, SHINE BRIGHT! TRANSFORM ME TO BRING SIDE TO HIS KNEES!!!! Randal absorbs his sword, and begins to grow fur. He grows and grows, until he is three times his size. His hands are deadly, for his nails are blades. Try and beat me!Although Randal is powerful, the blow from before has weakened him. But Randal shows no pain, and he glares at Side, an angry glare. This is the power of Randal. His anger drives him, be it right or wrong. His friends usually stop him when he goes to far, but there was no one there except side and him. He drives his hand into Sides hip, with great force........

[Shelus]

The impact dealt to Side's hip sent him flying back on to the lake sands. While he was able to use his air shield again, the time it took for him to cast it had been a bit slow. As he lied still on the beach, most of his body was covered in sand and he felt a bit weak. But a memory soon overcame his thought process. With the Kaitoryu out of his hands, somewhere in the lake, another sword had taken its place.

"Well... this just keeps getting better and better."

Side slowly lifted his right hand out from underneath ths sand. Grasped in Sides unrelenting grip was the Shelus Blade. Side decided to undergo a transformation of his own.

"Now... let's make this even more interesting..."

At first, Side held the Shelus Blade in a forward defensive stance with both hands as its sheath was still in place. Then a moment later... the sheath began to emit a warm pulsating light as it slowly started to dissolve. As the sheath dissolved, the light that it had emitted soon encompassed Side completely.

What was this light show that Side just let on? Then again... was it really Side who put the show on to begin with?

As the light died down, Side had vanished... instead, someone else had taken his place. Who was this figure that caused Side's eyes to differ so? This person is known as Shane. He wears no armor upon the upper section of his body, yet he does show styles of eastern Samurai traditional armor on the lower section of his body. Today... Shane's eyes were blue. He had no grudge, but he was going to protect Sides very being to any extent.

"Hmph... and where in the hell is your leash? Hmmm?"

Shane gently moved the Shelus Blade to his right side as he poised to attack and finish the beast in one deafening maneuver. He then, without hesitation and with the utmost haste, swung the Blade forth perfectly like a bat and what exhaled out of the blade was magnificent. Out of the Sword spewed a massive windshot with extreme traces of electricity. The almost beam like shot of air and lightning uprooted chunks of the earth and the water of the lake as it neared the dog of a beast. Could this creature, pathetic in the eyes of this entity known as Shane, really stand up against the power that would soon find its way borrowing through the chest of this... dog?

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((( Alright... you have last post. Please make your last post count. )))

[Sharzademar]

I AM NO DOG!!!!!! In a last attempt to survive, Randal, known as Sharzademar, leader of the stars, called upon the recujics, begins of all knolegde. A reflective sheild was summoned, and redirected. Whether it it hit or not, it didn't matter. The universe needed Sharza, so he fled. reluctantly, as he ran, he muttered, "You win. Maybe one day we can save the universe together." Randal lost his strenght, transformed back to SArtogian, and Sky rocketed towards Karthna.