First Person POV Rules
Italic text like this, are the thoughts that are accessible to everything in a characters mind in first person.
Normal text like this is the character describing what they are doing in a sort of pseudo-omniscient narration.
"Text like this are people talking", whether that be the character the POV is following or people talking around them.
-Text like this are the thoughts of anything in the characters mind- this rules both applies to second consciousnesses and certain types of magic, like long distance communication between two people.
Third Person POV Rules
"Talking"
'Thoughts'
-Another persons thoughts in someone else's head-
Describing
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"Heh, getting sloppy eh?" Cayenne pokes, regaining his usual banter, a bit more confident at winning now that his opponent is missing an arm, granted he is too, but it will heal soon enough.
"You impress me child, but you still arent winning. I'm dying when I'm 200!" he says, ripping the a piece of the rag he is wearing off an tying it around his stump of an arm.
Zereshk rushes forward, seemingly blending into the wind, his sword regaining its glow, and for whatever reason Cayenne drops to the ground, as the blur of a sword wizzes past his head.
He slides across the ground, before rising to his feet, spinning on his heels and thrusting his spear forward at Zereshk's head, who dodges it by titling his head slightly.
Zereshk retaliates by grabbing the spear shaft, pulling Cayenne forward and attempting to thrust his sword into his stomach, but Cayenne doesn't let that happen, he instead headbutts Zereshk full power.
Disorienting both himself and the elf, but he manages to regain his bearing faster and right after he grabs Zereshk's' long beard, and forces his head down to meet his forehead for another headbutt.
Before he kicks Zereshk away.
-You're getting better at this, Cayenne- Rot comments, noticing how Cayenne is actually managing to fight back, but they both know he would be death if Zereshk had his other arm.
Zereshk quickly regains his bearings, rushing forward once again, this time at much faster speeds, before dropping to the ground in a squat and swiping at Cayenne's feet, tripping him.
Cayenne attempts to recover mid air, but Zereshk doesn't let that happen, he instead once again uses Old Magic, this time Cayenne doesn't catch the rune, but it sure does hit as Zereshk's throws his sword into the air, before his fist glows emerald green.
The using that fist he punches Cayenne in the stomach, but instead of letting him fly backwards, he follows the punch through and angles it to the ground, sending Cayenne straight into the dirt.
Displacing it, and digging in into the ground, and possible breaking multiple bones.
Zereshk catches his sword, and with Cayenne lying in the dirt nearly passed out, he decides to cast that sword enchantment spell he used earlier, as it is running low.
But he does not realize Cayenne watching him do just that, and the second eh completes it, and prepares to turn Cayenne into a pile of gore, he notices Cayenne drawing the same spell in the air, with his left arm, that just finished growing back.
Zereshk, not panicking in the slightest swings his glowing sword down, but Cayenne moves his left arm into the way, but the sword cuts through it with ease, the spell also finishes at the same time.
With a grin Cayenne's arm once again explodes from the way he is performing Old Magic, as again- he doesn't know how to actually use it correctly without damaging himself.
But the blood from his arm blinds Zereshk just long enough for Cayenne's stone spear to begin glowing deep red, Cayenne rises to his feet using his arms strength alone, kicking Zereshk in the shin as he rises.
Before he thrusts forward with his newly magically enchanted weapon, as Zereshk swings with his own.
Red and green energy swirls around both weapons as they collide, but Zereshk's weapon being a result of Raw Magic, is much stronger than a weapon made of stone, so Cayenne's spear snaps in half.
And sadly, the part with the blade, the part he isn't holding, is the one to break off, which would signal his end, but acting fast Cayenne throws the shaft he is holding right at Zereshk, before managing to catch the rest of his spear between his teeth.
Which surprises Zereshk enough to allow Cayenne to switch it to his hand, twist it upwards, and using his rapidly regenerating left arm, he has a strike of enlightenment, allowing him to focus its regeneration.
First its just the bones, which quickly form in a crystalline structure, and then the bare minimal muscles needed to move the arm, and using the bare bones arm, he grabs Zereshk by the beard once again, before thrusting what's left of his spear straight through Zereshk's chest.
"Fuck you!"
Blasting a hole right into it.
"Well played." the elf man says simply, falling to the ground as Cayenne stands there in victory.
"Fuck! I want to sleep so badly." Cayenne curses, dropping to the ground tired as can be.
He sits there for only a couple of seconds before a magic circle appears beneath his feet, before it opens, dropping him back into his cell. Tired and exhausted he falls asleep right on the floor.
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Bow down my subjects! Praise me! Submit yourselves to me! Give me your offerings of stones, and you shall be free of my wrath!
Anyway.
End of that whole arc, I loved writing it, but its time to move onto grander things~!