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 Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 5:13 pm
Xeion flicked Elena up and swiftly moved his left foot back to give him more of a base to defend against the giant axe. Their steels clashed and the vibrations sent a numbing chill up Xeion's right sword-hand, a testament of the strength the warrior who came to Evie-chan's aid possessed. It was something Xeion could not even believe -- such a powerful guardian of which he had never seen before. In a lack of better terms, he was like a guardian angel of some sort, coming to assist Evie-chan like a gift from God when the time she needed it most. Now only if the people from the bible study club Xeion once attended could have seen this.
Xeion applied more strength to his defense so that he could get on equal grounds with the guardian. He didn't want to duel with it, but he was curious as just how good it was at protecting hence the reason why Xeion didn't dodge his attack -- for the reason of wanting to get close and personal with the guardian and talk to it mano-a-mano. "So, what's your name, noble sir?" he asked politely, hoping that he would get the same amount of politeness back, although that was usually to much to ask for, especially with Xeion's luck on battle-crazed, almost psychotic, opponents in the past.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 5:40 pm
The Guardian's muscles flexed and he shoved forward, putting his strength into it. He paused for a moment, his grey eyes thoughtful as he thought of his own name, but not forgetting he was dueling for his Lady. "My name? I suppose it is Zabkiel." He responded, his wings fluttering a little before pressing closer to his back. He fought coolly, precisely and to the point. While he did not want to injure the smaller man before him he did not want to be bested either. His muscles suddenly bunched and a white flickering light appeared around him, a Holy Light, which circled him and settled onto his blade. His very presence was bewitching, making anyone, be it man or woman, want to just stop and stare at him. He smiled softly, then brought his axe back quickly before shoving it forward, trying to knock him down.
While this was going on Evil was watching, feeling a little strange while she did so. She'd never had anyone fight for her before, and she felt a little stupid just standing here like this. She was about to take a step forward when Zabkiel's head turned slightly to her. "No Milday! Please allow me to show you what I can do!" he said, his voice stern but gentle. Evil stopped, suddenly indecisive as she fingered the card he had just appeared from.
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