Order of the Tainted Shade

Training

Armanon recieved the note from his Leige and met it with a devious smile. Taking up his sword he made his way through the dim-lit halls and out into the courtyard. His wings unhooked from their capelike form around his body and expanded out to their full length, the onyx color of the bone and the shadowy wisps of the wings themselves caught the moonlight for a moment before folding back to their resting position.

The black aura that tainted the titans skin began to grow, enveloping the natural body until only a silk-like black wrap covered him from head to toe. A liquid shadow that melded against his body and bound itself to him in such a way that it would appear painful. Minutes later the shadows lifted showing the inner form of the Tactician, the Incubus Knight.

Standing his full height the wings spread out again, showering the ground in shadows that were visibly contrasted against the natural darkness. The sword was brought up to an attack position and he began to move. He cleaved against the dummies sending them flailing in each direction, yet even as he attacked more of the zombie like dummies came toward him. His body twisted and turned inbetween the ducking cuts and sweeps of his blade, doding their half attempted moves and pushing the weight of the blade into their flesh.

Hours later, bodies strung through the courtyard, he stood quietly listening to the sound of the fresh blood dripping off the edge of his sword and to the stone of the courtyard's walkway. He felt alive again, felt like he could take on his foes more directly. He wasnt feeling like his old self, but he was getting close to it. The more he practices the more intuned he felt. Soon it would be time.

Posted by Armanon at October 15, 2004 11:59 PM