Duelist League: Goldenblade vs Setsuna

Goldenblade is here in her Academy, at the forge, working on a project for a friend. She's beating something on an anvil like it owes her money, but finally decides maybe it'll be more cooperative with some heat and puts it on the coals for a bit to restore the cherry glow. She's in leather apron and coat despite the weather.

    The necromancer steps into the open field and motions for his company to follow, a Lander. On inspect his name would be Mr. Referee and he is well known in the duelist league. As Setsuna finshes pacing the field he nods his head and souts as loud as he can, " Goldenblade! I'm calling you out! You got till the count of three to get out here and duel me !" It was of course all said in jest but he continue, " So come out and face me !" He is wise enough not to call his blacksmith yella or anything though. Who knows what may happen to his weapon.

Goldenblade ehs as she hears Setsuna calling her out. She sighs, puts her projects down into a cooler part of the forge. It won't cool down there, but it won't lose what's been done or melt. A couple menu interactions return her mail coat and she'll head out to see what Setsuna wants. "Come to beat on an old man?" she asks wearily. Well, she does have an impressive record of zero victories in duels to defend. Everyone's trying to take it from her. "Well, I suppose I need the practice. It's why I joined the League."

    Setsuna motions to the field, " Maybe I have, maybe I just don't want you meltin in the forge and decided that this was one way to help you out." Taking a moment he walks back to one end of the field before he motions to the other end. " Anyways I dragged the referee out here and everything. So then if you are truly game, feel free to meet me on the battle field. " Taking a moment to wait for Goldenblade to make her decision and then adds, " Since you are the challenged one you may strike first."

Goldenblade looks at Setsuna quizically, but shrugs. "I'm not one of those daft kids, getting all spun up in projects and forgetting to eat," she says sourly, marching onto the training field, and in about twenty feet. It's good enough, probably, and she'll do the computer things to set this up as an official duel, drawing her weapons and taking a ready stance. "En garde, then." She steps forward in a ready stance, and essays a couple testing swings.

    Setsuna raises a wall of air into the way of the sword strike as they counter each other and the blast of energy as the sword and shield collides blows back into Setsuna's face. Stepping back he smiles, "I'll have you know I haven't forgotten to eat in like a week. Maybe even two, I can't remember. " Setsuna grins and adds, " You know this is crazy but I think you are going to be the most chilled fighter I have gone upagainst. This will be fun" With that said he taps his staff against the ground before a wave of darkness spreads out from him, tainting everything around.

Goldenblade smirks at not having forgotten to eat. As far as being a chilled fighter, though, she says, "I think the weather is kind of nice. Definitely shirt-sleeve weather." Because chilled is something her grandkids might say, but she's not part of that scene. The scene she -is- part of is the scene that doesn't know what to do about the spreading darkness, so ignores it, instead daking a breath and saying, "Been wanting to try this in a duel...." and unleashing blazing hell with swordstrokes that seem to generate flame as much as cutting power. No testing blow, now, this is a serious attack.

    Setsuna sees the woman pull the flaming swords and blinks, unsure what to do. " I will admit I wasn't expecting that but its ok. " Taking a deep breath and readying himself before saying a little softer, "It's ok." Setsuna begins to run straight at Goldenblade as she charges in and leaps up trying to leap through all of Goldenblade's strikes before he pulls the earth into a shield around him trying to defend himself. Instead the swords melt through the rock and he ends up getting sliced like an onion. It was painful. As he lays there he presses his hand to the ground , "Defend me." The skeleton minion that has become his trump card appears and charges in, though the radiating heat from the blades... it melts the poor summoned minions sword.

Goldenblade blinks at the summoned creatures coming at her, and the darkness from before hindering her now. With some effort, she shakes off the darkness, and she puts up a defense against the skeletal minions, though a few get through and slash her, one on the arm, and one on the side. But she doesn't give up the offense, though it's a bit lackluster, particularly after the big attack before. This time, it's a simple lunge, which seems pretty weak now. But she's been taught to always attack. Or else you give your opponent too much initiative.

    Setsuna watches the sword strike and grins, " So a strong attack, but has a impact on your cooldown timers it seems." His arms glow with dark energy as he blocks the blade with his bare arm, coated in dark energy. " For a second there I really thought this was going to be over faster then when the doctor cooked me. " As he continues to defend himself a ball of electricity appears in his hand which he squeezes till it shatters in a bright light right infront of Goldenblade's face. "We both may be blind now but my minions can see." Another skeleton minion rises from the ground and charges the warrior.

Goldenblade can only shrug as Setsuna accuses her of being a one-trick pony. "I've only had so much time to work out this game," she says, and she throws up a strange sort of block, a sort of alchemical thing that seems to suck in attacks. It's not perfect, she takes a couple more hits, but the respite gives her time to draw a whetstone from her beltpouch, and an effect like a sparkle runs up both blades. Her blades gleaming sharp now, she leaps in to attack again.

    Setsuna's dark aura continues to help him go hand to hand with Goldenblade's sword. It was the best way to meet the weapon hand on , what he doesn't notice is how that sharpened sword seems to be adding seconds to his spells recharge time. Finally he lets a sharp strike push him back and raises his staff up, "Thorn Bind Hostage." The curse of more damage appears as vine tattoos on Goldenblade before the Necromancer launches a ball of raw energy at her. "Catch."

Goldenblade can't do anything about the binding thorns but tough them out. "Walk it off," she hisses to herself, "walk it off." The raw energy is met with a precise defense, deflecting the worse of it, though she grimaces as the thorns squeeze painfully. She taps another flask at her hip, and pulls out a stack of small throwing stars, which she hurls at Setsuna as she plays for space, getting back and choosing a different area of the field to stand her ground.

    Setsuna shakes his head, "You can't give us spell caster's range, most of use have absolutely no melee to speak of. If we do , its well not as great. " Raising his shield as the strong forces blow way the throwwing star and for a moment Setsuna thinks that is it , but then he gets hit in the head with the bottle of the concotion. " Thats just not cool, I mean who throws bottles. " Setsuna doesn't even notice the stuff that gets all over him now due to it, and the burning sensation it leaves behind. Coughing and his eyes watering. "Oh this stuff is horrible. " As he rubs at his eyes he forms a small ball of fire and just throws it as an attempt to keep Goldenblade back.

Goldenblade is far too fast to be hit by the flames, she jinks aside so fast she leaves a trail of fire, which threatens to burn Setsuna even as she rushes back in from a different angle, still surrounded by flames, to deliver a modest attack. Seems the evasion took more out of her than she'd have liked. But it's a move she's used often on the monsters in the game with great effect. "Most of what I do is melee," she admits, "but I'm not incapable of a bit of ranged attack."

    Setsuna's own fire attacks back fires and the intense heat actually lights some of the chemical on fire but fortunately it stops the itching and other forms of burning. "Damn that smarts." He could still feel it, all of it but damn ithe wasn't going out. Not yet, pulling in the magic around him his eyes glows before he jabs his staff into the ground and speaks, " Take this, all my magic, rise up and strike. " The next skeleton minion isn't a minion, its bigger as a giant skeleton golem appears behind Setsuna and charges Goldenblade. The only problem is , that it is unstable and won't hold up long.

Goldenblade doesn't have a good plan to deal with the minion. However the bad plan she has is pretty effective. She puts a token effort into deflecting the attacks. A few get through, but it's just pain. She's had worse. She retaliates with both swords, a slash coming from either side, backed with the viciousness of her backhand attacks.

    Setsuna stumbles back as he tries his best to block the attacks but truth was he just couldn't really must much here, even his shields of rock are flimsy as he is sliced and left bleeding. His hp dripping away and Setsuna sighs before just dropping to wwho his knee. " Ok Ok , Goldenblade. You Win" Setsuna rolls back and sighs. It appears that really all he could manage. "Another like 10, maybe 15 mintutes and I might of had ya."

Goldenblade takes a step back when Setsuna takes a knee. It's her first victory in the Duellists' League, and she's a bit surprised. "Your last attack caught me by surprise," she admits. But it was too little, too late, given that massive hit from the beginning of the match. She looks over to the referee guy, to see what he has to say about all this. "I used to manage my defense better," she admits, "but it came at the expense of having any sort of offense. I think this way worked out."

    The referee looks between the two for a moment before he shouts, " Goldenblade wins!" The man gives a round of applaudes before he walks away, his job here was done and there was no more need for him to stick around.
     Setsuna nods his head as he listens, " Definately seemed to work for you. On the other hand I have been trying to do the same but doesn't seem to mesh as well. Not enough oomph to change the swing of things once it starts going down. " Setsuna takes a breath and stands up placing his staff into the inventory and shaking the ringing out of his ears. " So then congratulations to the victor."

Goldenblade checks her swords for chips or cracks, but it's just down the HP from use, easily repaired. Sheathing them, she bows her head respectfully, and says, "There's momentum from attacking first, and momentum from throwing a big attack. If you throw enough to make the other player go full defense and not attack, you save yourself from needing defense. There were a couple times when I didn't need defense. And then the one time that I did, but didn't do it. But I think I'm a more conventional fighter. You're definitely a strategic type.""

    Setsuna being polite gives a bow, " Thank you for the duel." Raising up he smiles, " The problem with being the strategic type, is that I am only as good as my resources. I can't do much yet , still way behind compared to others. One day though. One day. Anyways again thank you and I look forward to our weapon making together." With that he walks off with a smile.