Dodging a kick to his head, The middle aged Knight swung his mace to the side of his opponent whom used his sword as a barrier against the spikes the mace carried.
Using his feet, the middle aged knight kicked the sword weilding Knight in the chest of his armor throwing him backwards, turning his gaze to see Yusuf strike down the other Knight and seeing the expression on the child's face...He knew everyone here was crazy.
Turning back to his opponent that had launched himself once more towards him, he put up a smile as he charged towards him as well, hoping to end this fight as soon as possible as well.
However, the Knight wielding the sword soon became blurry, his steps unable to be traced as it seemed he went in all directions at the same time all the while coming towards him at that dame speed.
'Shit, he has a movement technique?' He thought to himself halting his advance and bracing himself, strengthening his stance.
At the corner of his eye, a flash streaked by as he turned to his left side, swinging his mace but not seeing anyone there, another flashed by his right and he did the same, not seeing anyone.
Feeling his instincts kicking in, he jumped forward avoiding a strike to his heart, leaving him dead if it had connected...
Watching his opponent's movement with a serious gaze, as said opponent disappears from his sight once again, Taking a deep inhale and exhaled, The middle aged man looks towards the ground, only his own?
Did the techniques concentrate on something aside movements on the ground? Or was he using magic to come in and out...waiting for an opportunity to show itself for him to strike.
Understanding this, this mace wielding knight waited, leaving his guard towards his side open for an attack intentionally. While veering to his left as though expecting an attack from there, his opponent seeing an opening, went for the kill, appearing seconds before his attack to strike at the side his opponent foolishly left unguarded.
The mace wielding knight seeing his plan work inwardly scoffed at the foolishness of his knight, there was neither a major distraction nor was there a lack of experience on both their parts for such a rookie mistake...
Changing his direction all the while jumping backwards, the mace struck the skull of that knight, throwing him into the ground as he mace had fresh blood on its spikes dripping with each second that passed, he walked to the fallen knight seeing half his skull disfigured, he bent down on a knee to know if he was still alive, so he could be taken to a healer quick...
When suddenly a short sword passed through his armor into his heart, feeling the unimaginable pain from such actions that tarnished honors amongst knights, he stood up with his last strength, not bothering to pull out the knife from his chest..
BOOM BAM CRACK BAM BAM SPLATTER
Each strike with the mace in his hands broke apart the skull of this Knight that had fallen, the brain matter and blood splashing and splattering all over his armor as he felt his life slipping slowly. Steady flow of blood coming from the stab wound could also be felt as he held onto his mace tightly.
Turning to look at the youngest master who made all this happen, he wanted to curse him...however his mind went blank, watching the youngest master's expression, whom had an overjoyed frenzied smile on his face as he watched him. The knight feeling that something went wrong somewhere, cell to the ground...His last thoughts were on that smile that Gates had.
Gates however was amazed by the actions of the sword weilding Knight, it was just a battle and not that deep...three out of the five have already killed themselves and for what? 200? 500? Gold coins? He had never signed a contract with any of these people so he was not obligated to do anything of the sort.
Snapping his fingers for the guards to remove those bodies from the grounds, he turned his attention to the fight between Yusuf and the Greatsword knight...curious about the extent of their ability.
Unbeknownst to Gates once more, he had no idea that his father stood at a distance behind him watching his actions as well as the fight...
"This child...did he just want to see a bloodbath?" Theodore thought as he himself was curious to see the battle between these two knights...
Yusuf attacked, sprinting into action as he jumped, swirling and creating enough force in his sword to attack the wielder of the greatsword whom stood there with it in hand, not going into a stance as he saw the attack coming for his head ...
Within a split second the Greatsword moved, instead of going into a defensive, it attacked as well, swinging in the opposite direction as the one Yusuf had chosen...the two strikes collided as yusuf got pushed back, not having a stable footing on the ground...
He landed a couple steps away from the Knight ad the knight only went two steps backwards...knowing he wouldn't win such a fight without using his magic, he brought his sword in front of him once more, casting an enchantment on it, which made it both sharper and a flaming sword as well.
The entire Manor was shocked by these actions, the ability to enchant a weapon was not something a knight should be able to do, their specialties being in weapon mastery, movements and bodywork. Looking at this Knight whom had come in with the youngest master achieve such a feat could only mean one thing...
Theodore watched the actions of this Knight perplexed, it was one thing to fight well and have good instincts and it was another to be able to enchant your own weapons and even possibly anything.
An enchanter was rare, even amongst mages with innate abilities, the only way for there to be enchanted weapons and armors or anything is after thorough research into the use of magic pentagrams...
Yusuf went ahead with the plan and enhanced his body, using the strength, agility and stamina enhancement spells he got into his stance as he prepared to fight once more...
Theodore saw this with an exasperated smile, wanting to know where this Knight came from, why he hadn't heard of him before and what he was doing with his son...
"A magic knight huh.." The words escaped his lips.