The Result of Being Insane (Chase)

I stand there for a second, dumbstruck. The pick-pocket had just... ran? After all the fighting she had done, she was just going to flee? Was she so injured she couldn't fight me anymore. Or maybe was she running into hiding to regain her strength and then come back after me when I least expected it? Well I wasn't going to let her do that.

I darted after her, not sparing another glance at the other girl. I would catch up with her in due time. I gracefully sped through the trees, just getting glimpses of her back as she turned through the trees time and time again.

She finally stopped in a clearing just a short way ahead. I slowed to a trot, not wanting to run right in after her, knowing this must be a trap. I circle around the large clear patch of earth, staying in the line of trees. I step out when I'm right behind her, quiet as quiet can be.

She must have noticed me, because shortly after she spoke. "Seems you didn't manage to impale me when running after all."

I flash a menacing grin at her. Well why on earth would I do that when I am perfectly capable of finishing you off in person? And with that I unsheath one of my throwing knives, take aim, and release.

Attacks Flight
[dice=200+2000]
Shallow Cut on Chest

My blade reaches her just a second after her's does me. The wound hurts like hell, but I will not show a sign of weakness by crying out in pain. I force my mouth shut, and await the next move.

I bring my arm up just in time, pushing away her blade as she so desperately attempts to kill me. I grin at her. I guess you just aren't as good as you think, I taunt.

My eyes narrow on the bloodied amulet. She has no right to have that in her hand. That belongs to my father. That belongs to me!

I step sideways, circling her, mocking her every move. I enjoy teasing her, but I know I will have to attack soon. I lick my lip for the upteenth time. They have started to chap. It stings, but it is defenitly not as bad as the shallow gash on my arm, which is hurting like no other. I am tired of these games.

I take out another knife. I can't waste this one, so I decide not to throw it. I will just simply slide it into her non-existint heart. Or maybe slice it across her throat?

I bring it back, and lunge forward.

Attacks Flight
[dice=200+2000]
Shallow Cut on Right Forearm

I laugh in her face, daring her to make another move. I am ready for her.

I have no time to dodge the attack. I shift a little to the side, saving myself from a serious injury, but still receiving a blow all the same.

I snarl at her, in response. I would hand the necklace over, If you knew what was good for you.

Not waiting for a response, I jerk my knife up, swiping wildly in the air.

Attacks Flight
[dice=200+2000]
Miss

I mentally curse at myself, as the blade swings uselessly near her head. That would have been a perfect blow if it hadn't been tainted by blind fury.

I take a few steps back, waiting.

I grimace in pain. Another cut. Right above the first one. And to add on to that, it starts raining. So now blood from the both of us, is running off our bodies and making runny puddles in the dirt.

I begin the hazy circle dance again, never breaking eye connection. I know for sure, that if one of us does, it will surely be our death.

Thunder growls across the sky. Lightning flashes overhead. That perfectly sums up the mood I'm in. Dangerous and menacing. This girl is going to pay dearly. I guess I'll take the amulet. And her life.

I have two more throwing knives left. I have to make them last. The others are surely lost in the woods. I sum up her injuries. I got her pretty good. But I know all of her injuries combined does not add up to the gash on my cheek. The rain water only makes it worse.

I cock my knife back again, take aim, and throw.

Attacks Flight:
[dice=200+9000]
Knife in Forearm

I smile as the blade leaves my hand, and with a solid THUNK! sticks itself right in her arm. And stays there.

Blood is pouring out of her wound, and I at least have the decensy to stand there and laugh. It could be worse. But, she will have trouble swinging around her little sword now. The thought makes me smirk.

I let out a yelp of pain, unable to hold it in any longer. The bitch had stabbed me. Right in my thigh. Well you could see how this pissed me off seing as though I had to walk with that leg!

I glared at her, and thought, if looks could kill, this whore would be laying in the ER.

I am about to throw my last knife, when a gleam of metal catches my eye. I break the dance, cautiously, curious as to what might be just laying there in the middle of the woods. I squint my eyes, trying to see the rest of the thing. Lightning flashes yet again, answering an unsaid prayer, and the thing is illuminated long enough to see I could use it right about now.

I back away, but do not break my gaze. I eye her sword, wary. That thing has caused me a lot of damage today. I glance quickly down at my thigh. Damage that might not heal.

I quickly bend over, and grab the hilt of the axe. I lift is slightly off the ground, testing it's weight. It's not that heavy, but not that light either. Perfect.

In one fluid movement, I stand, and dart over to where the girl stands. I bring the blade of the axe back, and swing, with all the strength I could muster.

Attacks Flight:
[dice=200+11000]
Deep Gash on Neck

The axe swings, narrowly missing her face, and plunging into the tender skin of her neck. I smile as I stagger a few steps back. The blade is now tinged with blood. Her blood.

I drop the weapon at my side. The injuries are starting to take a toll on me. I feel myself growing weaker. I can only hope this fight will be over soon and I can just go home with my father's amulet.