Chapter 3: Chapter 2:
Chapter 2:
"Rejoice and feel honored, for this noble me shall be murdering every last one of you~!" (#@%, ^#%&*%$@!$%^^~!)
Jiahao didn't understand a single word that pretty man just said. He wasn't the only one, looking to his peers each one gave him the same confused look as himself. No one seemed to understand what the man seemingly of the same age as them just said. Looking back at the deviously beautiful man…...thing, well he certainly wasn't human that was obvious. If fact Jiahao didn't know what these intruders were, they looked human but the similarity ended there.
Silence filled the air for what felt like hours, but was only for a few seconds, each party waiting on the other to make the move. This was broken when Jack, wielding one of the fallen intruder's swords, charged at the beautiful man. Before anyone else could have said another word the beautiful death had moved. In a clear well-trained drill motion, the figure moved towards Jack, looking a fragile twig compare to Jack muscular built body. however, this fact was irreverent as the figure ducked and weaved form his swings.
Then with blinding speed that almost didn't register to Jiahao's eyes, the first swipe came across his gut. This caused Jack's expression to instantly shift to pain, before he could do anything else the swordmen's blade twirled around again, imbedding itself within his chest where his heart was. Jack jerked for the briefest of seconds, before the sword was pulled out of his body.
His body jerked to the motion before falling backwards to the floor with a hard thud. His body falling still seconds after falling down. The sight of which flooded Jiahao with rage, seeing a brother in arms whom he had trained together with for the last few years gone. He was gone just like that, his life of glory, lost stolen from him before he could even obtain it. However, he forced it back, Jiahao knew getting angry against this opponent wouldn't be wise others around him weren't of the same mind. Their face flushed with horrid shock at the sight, before their expression transformed into unrestrained fury of rage.
Johnny was one such individual, his usually chippy happy face was gone. Replaced with eyes seething with hatred, his teeth bared like a predator. He would have lunged at the source of their fury, if not for Jiahao who stood at the head of the group extended his hand to stop him from doing so. Seeing their expression, the beautiful man smirked as if amused at the sight. Jiahao fury rose again, seeing that the man thing didn't move as if waiting on them to make the first move the other that stood beside him too stood still.
He was treating this as a game. The though rang in Jiahao's mind however seeing his skill, he couldn't help but admit that bastard was skillful. Releasing his hold on Johnny walked slightly forward ahead of his group, pointing at the figure with the object in his hand. It was a short blade concealed within its sheath; to be more specific it was known as the Type-5 Pulse sword, a standard issue weapon given to all students within this battle school.
The act only drew a raised eyebrow from the figure, no other action was taken from him nor his followers. Even as Jiahao drew out the double edge blade from its sheath, before flicking the rest of sheath off of the weapon. Revealing its sharp gleaming edge, reflecting the light from the light fixtures in the room. There was nothing special about the blade it had the same style design like any other, however etched upon the surface of the blade. Perfectly meld into the seams of the Nano Electro Filament circuitry, were the character letters of his ancestral homeland on earth. The words that his father bestowed upon him before his passing, as he cradled the little Jiahao's hands within his own, as his life slowly seeped out of his body.
"Loyal, Brave, True" the letters craved along the surface of Jiahao's blade. Words he had personally craved on to the surface of the weapon, ever so the reminder why he had chosen the path he was in now. To be the remembrance to never stray from the proper path, even as rage boiled within him. His eyes a flurry of contained fury, as he raised his sword in challenge. Seeing this action, the beautiful man thing beamed a bright simile. A challenge, even if he didn't understand what Jiahao and his people could be saying, he could understand their action. Thus, the figure to pointed his own long-silvered rapier, still dripping with Jack's blood.
Johnny and the rest seemed to regain their composure, most of them finally understood what Jiahao was doing. That man had taken the bait, judging by their attires and the way they conducted themselves. There was no way that they would refuse a challenge. To have lose their composure in the face of the enemy, was disgraceful. Jiahao's action had reawaked everyone's deepest natural stimulation defiance, and pride in the face of adversity. They were no mere students of this Battle School, but soldiers of the United States Empire, and they will not yield.
So, Johnny and the rest steadied themselves, taking up positions now standing shoulder to shoulder. Before taking up their blades, revoking the rites of challenge to the enemy, their other tool of war still hefted in their other free hand. The enemy responded in kind raising their handheld swords their sharp tips looming towards the cadet soldiers of the United States Empire. As the two sides stood opposite of each other, facing the other off. Jiahao then sudden snap his legs together into the position of attention, the motion was fluid, perfected through hours of practice. Not ceasing in his motion, he transitioned into performing a salute holding his sword upright before his face, with the blade's flat surface between his eyes, before twisting his wrist shifting the blade's edges now against his skin, his eyes now staring through the sword and at the man thing's own eyes.
The foe in turn, saw the salute and acknowledged it with a nod. His fist still gripping his sword handle touched against his chest where the emblem badge was the edges ringing off one another. Over where a human heart would be in his chest, before raising the flat of his blade to the muzzle of his forehead with his rapier blade held horizontal across it. Jiahao saw his adversary touch the blade to his forehead in some form of the ancient salute, the man thing's eyes never left his own. However, Jiahao didn't need to see the full form of his opponent's salute, it was enough with just a slight glance, and he could tell there was no mockery to the salute. Jiahao thumbed a switch on the handle, and his sword began to sing. Within seconds, an obvious humming sound came from his sword. As a hazy field of energy began to coat the blade, via a surface distortion, as blue light emitted along the sharp edges of the blade. With shimmering arcs of disruptive energy could be seen running along the surface. The vibrations emitting from his sword, caused his eyeballs to shake in their socket, due to the proximity of the weapon to his own face. This he ignored, his focus never wavering.
The weapon of the foe also seemingly taking on a similar process, dosing the originally coating of red and silver, in an aura of light and fire. Seconds passed but felt more like years have gone by, the two didn't move. No one did then, the two head figures moved as one. Jiahao and the deviously beautiful man thing rushed at each other. At the same moment when Jiahao had moved, the other cadet soldiers in the first row raised their other hand, releasing a torrent of blue energy at the opposing line as did Jiahao. It was a gun, that was the other object was, a small pistol known as a Dao Pistol; A training laser weapon used in by cadet soldiers of the Unites States Empire within a Battle School for training. Being a training weapon the energy it fires will not harm anyone; however, it carries enough charge to incapacitate a person.
Especially against unarmored opponents, caught unprepared the beams caught most in not all of the intruder's front line. Their body briefly turn a sharp blue as charged energy overloaded their nervous system, they couldn't even scream as they fell to the floor. This trick however didn't seem to deter the beautiful death, as he swipe at the laser with quick succession. The distance between the two closing in mere nano seconds, once close enough the two swung at each other. Their blade clashed, the sound of metal clashing against metal echoed for the briefest moment, before being overtaken by the snap of activating power fields ran around their circle. Miniature storms raged over the metal of their interlocking blades.
By this point both sides had meet all around them, sounds of metal clashing rang out in the seeming tight room despite its massive space. More flashes of blue light appeared within Jiahao's peripheral vision; however, he paid no mind to it. He focused solely on the man thing Infront of him, as he pushed back against Jiahao. So, Jiahao responded back in-kind pushing strength into his limbs, shoving back and actually succeeded in driving him back. shoving his opponent so hard, it almost seemed like he almost flew. Skidding to a stop just a few feet from Jiahao, wasting no time Jiahao raised his left hand holding his Dao Pistol. He squeezed the trigger and watched as the singular blue light shot forward at his opponent. The man thing snarled baring his teeth, before suddenly just mere nano seconds, the front of his belt buckle seemed to glow. Before a screen of light overlap his body, and when the blue lance of Jiahao's gun came in contact with it, the lance dissipated.
It just disappeared, the area where it should have struck his foe simply fizzling out against the distortion, causing the sheen of energy. To ripple like gelatine, creating a kaleidoscope of colors before ceasing, but whatever field of energy it was remained not truly disappearing. Jiahao could still see it just barley a barely notice sheen one which distorts visual light attempting to pass through and so creating an optical hazing effect. This shocked Jiahao and he made no effort to concealed his shock, but he didn't let it overwhelm him as he took aim again and squeezed the trigger. His foe didn't even bother to make any attempt to swipe at the blue lance and it crashed against the invisible sheen. Once again dissipating into nothing, leaving him unafflicted.
Jihao cursed under this breath. For the first time wishing he could fire quicker but the gun wouldn't let him. For that was how the pistol work, for its name is not just name, but also an acronym DAO, which stands for "Double Action Only." It refers to a handgun, pistol or revolver, that can be fired only by a long pull of the trigger.
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[How befitting of uncultured barbarians to resort to underhanded tactics!]
Jihao didn't responded, how could he? Even if he had the all the care in the world to even responded. So, he didn't, and continued to squeeze the trigger all the while, trying to regain distance as the foe casually crept closer. Backing himself back into the melee behind him that he stepped out of range from. He felt something on the prick of his neck, a sensation he turned his head slight to the side, to see one of the intruders after dispatching a fellow cadet soldier was rushing at him. Angry belched within him as he swung his sword wielding hand at the interloper. Before finding himself shocked, that it wasn't just the foe he was contending with having that energy shield. As his sword bounced off an invisible sheen of light that appeared just for a nanosecond.
Jihao could move fast enough after that to avoid the blow that was coming. The swipe cut across his back causing an agonizing burn of pain. Jihao screamed, and in his fury grabbed at the interloper using his wrist and sword handle. Having pulled in his prey in, he headbutted the bastard. However, that was his mistake for in dealing with this foe he took his eyes off the true threat. Turning back his attention on his opponent he nearly found himself reeling back, as the foe was already upon him swiping his sword on high for his head. Moving by instinct Jihao shoved the interloper at the incoming death, the energy shield bounced off his human shield.
He didn't let the chance pass, and lunged at his foe using the body as a shield he jabbed toward his foe's head. But his foe reacted with inhuman speed swatting away his sword with the flat of his rapier. Before shoving his subordinate away with a grunt of annoyance resuming his offensive, Jihao barely could guard himself enough from the furrily of strikes coming at him. As more cuts appeared on his body, even when he managed to shove his foe away a few inches, it didn't help. His rapier was longer than his own weapon Jiahao's blade only measures 45–68 cm (18–27 in) in length, while ranging 5–7 cm (2.0–2.8 in) in width. While his foe's weapon ranged around 104 cm (41 in) at most, though it was thicker than what a rapier should be.
He tried to take aim with his Dao Pistol but with a swing, it was knocked out of his fingers. And once again he was on the defensive backing up again and again, through the crowd of bodies still steep in combat. However, this didn't register to Jiahao's mind, he was too busy trying to keep himself moving, trying to keep himself alive from the looming death in front of him. However, fate wasn't on his side as he lost his footing over a wet surface on the tilt floor. This didn't escape the sight of the looming death as with another flurry of swipes, he swiped Jiahao's sword out of his hands, before delivering a series of quick slash on Jiahao's body.
Jiahao could do nothing but grit his teeth at the pain, as he fell onto his rear. There he lay no where left to run, as he looked up at the deviously beautiful man, who now stood over him triumphantly.
[You fought well for a primitive savage, so you shall have the honor of knowing just who will send you to the great beyond. I am Aragroth von Sololor, first heir of the first son of House Sololor, and you have entertained me well wretch.]
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The man thing said in his alien language before aiming his sword angling it at Jiahao's head, the sword presented to strike.
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