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 Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 10:55 am
Samsara took a hoof to the chest and dropped to the ground. She was too close to her father from this position. She was well within range of his wild attacks and felt his tail strike her across her legs and belly. Snarling, she snapped at him. Her blow was deflected by a knock from his head this time and her head snapped away from him from the impact. She gave a quick back kick and dashed to a safer distance.
Her whole body felt sore and battered and the blood discoloring her pelt didn't all belong to him anymore. One of her front legs had twisted in her landing and now she had a hard time putting much weight on it. The battle was heavily wearing on both of them now. She spat a mouthful of blood in the direction of the other fighters. Svanbjorn was getting beaten around by Bari, by that insane weakling? Samsara sneered with disdain.
"Carmilla! Fight the mare!" She called to her minion who had thus far been out of combat. The flutter had been useless so far in the battle, but Samsara would see that she earned her keep.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 2:29 pm
He had to keep her from ordering her minions! Each time she shouted to her servants she brought down more pain to the Padmapani defenders. If he couldn't kill her, the very least Haya could do was distract Samsara enough that she didn't have the time to be paying attention to the other fights.
With this thought in mind, Haya threw himself bodily at her. It was time for a change in strategy. No longer would he shy away from pain. Even if it meant he would be torn limb from limb, he would stop at nothing in killing Samsara. If he didn't get rid of her fast, someone was going to die. Haya would much rather be the one to fall in combat rather than one of his family members. It was his job to die for them. They didn't deserve any of this.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 2:36 pm
Samsara sensed the change in her father's attitude and responded with ferocity. She didn't hold herself back either. Now, they were both fighting all out against each other. This was the final pinnacle of their fight, Samsara knew. Even more than that, it was the pinnacle of their lives as a whole. This is when it would finally be decided who lived and who died in this reincarnation of their endless conflict.
One of Haya's blows fell dangerously near to her wings. If he had hit just a little to one side he could have broken it off with one strike. Samsara didn't care. Her pelt was now matted with blood and more was spilling out of her to join it. Still, she fought. She lost all concept of time and didn't know whether a minute had passed or a thousand years. Either would have made sense to her, but she didn't have time to muse on that. She was just about to take a bite out of Haya's leg when a horrible light shot through her. Shrieking, she ducked behind her wings, then saw the source of the light. It was Nirvana. She ran at him, determined to snuff the light out.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 2:41 pm
Haya wasn't going to let Samsara go that easily. When she tore away from him toward Nirvana he dived between them. With his bulk, he blocked her way. He cracked his tail at her like a whip, a vision of an animal trainer keeping the fearsome beast at bay. "You won't get him!" Haya snarled at her. "Your fight is here with me! Fight me!"
He tried to kick her but she was too far away. She nimbly dodged his blow and Haya wondered how she could possibly still have so much energy. While he felt like he was moving slower and slower, she only grew in speed. "If you try to get past me, I'll kill you!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 2:42 pm
Samsara shielded herself again with a wing so the light that reached her was filtered and weaker. Her father stood between her and Nirvana, preventing her from reaching Nirvana herself. Even with her wings in between her and the source, the light filled her with revulsion. "Zulian, you have to kill him!" she shouted.
She couldn't fight back against her father in this state. She was forced to retreat away from him to keep from being destroyed while unable to retaliate. Her eyes squinted shut until they were barely slitted open. Even so, the light clawed the inside of her skull. "Zulian... I said kill him!" Her voice raised to a commanding scream. "KILL HIM!" If Zulian didn't manage to take out Nirvana, the fight would be over.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 2:46 pm
Too late, Haya remembered that Samsara could do just as much damage with her voice as with her teeth. He turned his back on her, a potentially fatal move, and tried to knock the tiger skinwalker away from Nirvana.
By the time he had taken one step, it was too late.
Haya could do nothing but watch as Nirvana's life spilled out of him in a red puddle on the ground. Even though it was far too late to save Nirvana's life, Haya still tried to run to his side. He wanted to be with him. No soquili ought to die alone.
He managed another two steps before Samsara landed on his back.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 3:01 pm
Samsara leaped, flapping wings assisting her jump. She landed on top of her father's back but didn't stay there for long. As she fell off of him she kicked at the flesh of his body with her sharp little hooves. They weren't as effective weapons as claws but she still did damage before she was back on the ground again. She bit a chunk of his mane but her teeth bit through it too fast and she was left with nothing but long strands of hair. She spat them out, noticing that a fragment of one of her damaged teeth went with them.
Now, it was her turn to stand in front of Haya and block him from going any further. "You'll never escape from me! You'll never be rid of me! Even if you kiled me, in my death my memory and spirit would haunt you!" She threw back her head and laughed. "Nirvana is mine now and I'm sure there will be others! I sent a little party to the rest of your herd, you know. Not even they are safe!" Right now, she was a creature made from hunger and vengeance. "Will you still fight me, or will you finally let me end your suffering and your pathetic life?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 6:30 pm
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