by Draco » 02/28/2010 8:08 PM
"In a battle, laughing is a useless distraction." Kyune said, still fighting. It was like he could read minds... because he could. As a fellox, he could block mind readers. As a human, his powers were amplified, so he could also be a mind reader. He could predict every attack before it happened.
He spun the polearm above his head, sending an intense heat, but no flames, out. He then brought it down, the tip burning like a thousand exploding suns. Smirking, he spun, sending out a devastating heat wave in all directions. It ramed into three bandits, sending them fling into, and through, trees. It dissipated before reaching the frozen ones. He tossed the polearm into the air. Like a flash, he used this available two-handed time to scoop up two hand fulls of dirt and flung them at the enemy. He caught the polearm and send out a torrent of fire, which crystalized it as it hit him in the neck, effectively pinning him to the tree. The bandit began to reach up to try and take off the noose, even though it wasn't choking him. He kicked up more, and flash-froze it in the same way, this time pinning his arms to the crystal collar.
One left.
He charged at the last bandit, who was skillfully holding two knives, and had another two strapped to his shoes. He turned into a whirlwind of flashing blades, but Kyune still charged. In one move, he cut the shoe-blades, disarmed the hand blades, hit him in the stomach, and then KO'ed him via a fractured skull. He might have a mental disability, but he would live.
"Well, that's the last of them." He said flinging the bandit into a tree.
If you wish to live, I have a few life rules for you:
1. Don't anger a dragon.
2. listen to rule 1.
3. Don't anger me. Trust me, there are less gruesome ways to die.