04-07-2009, 12:41 AM
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I HOLD SECRETS FLAME
The throbbing in his shoulder and ribs were of little consequence. Pain only got in the way. So his mind blocked him from it until the encounter was over. Even then he would take it with silent composure. What he did with his life came with the price of pain, but for him there was no other way to live. He could not have guessed that his mission would come to such a culmination here. Facing such a dangerous foe. Onus had never expected to face such a creature. Such a pure and unadulterated evil. He hadn't even been certain such a thing existed. And perhaps that had been a mistake.
His punch had been blocked by the man of darkness and he quickly rose to his full height again. The creature pressed closer and the coyote did his best to maintain a safe distance. He ignored the words thrown at him. They were only meant to goad him into being reckless. He was no green boy. He knew better. The cloaked male didn't even honor the words with a response. No point. Onus raised up his own hands in a similar matter and easily dodged or blocked the three left punches. While quick in succession he knew they did not hold great power behind them. That blow was to come after. He saw the right fist flying towards his head and his left hand caught it, holding it in place. As coyotes went, he was strong, and was able to hold the brute's arm. Almost right after he had negated the wolf's right hook he threw one of his own, putting as much force and strength behind it as he could spare.
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si!
The throbbing in his shoulder and ribs were of little consequence. Pain only got in the way. So his mind blocked him from it until the encounter was over. Even then he would take it with silent composure. What he did with his life came with the price of pain, but for him there was no other way to live. He could not have guessed that his mission would come to such a culmination here. Facing such a dangerous foe. Onus had never expected to face such a creature. Such a pure and unadulterated evil. He hadn't even been certain such a thing existed. And perhaps that had been a mistake.
His punch had been blocked by the man of darkness and he quickly rose to his full height again. The creature pressed closer and the coyote did his best to maintain a safe distance. He ignored the words thrown at him. They were only meant to goad him into being reckless. He was no green boy. He knew better. The cloaked male didn't even honor the words with a response. No point. Onus raised up his own hands in a similar matter and easily dodged or blocked the three left punches. While quick in succession he knew they did not hold great power behind them. That blow was to come after. He saw the right fist flying towards his head and his left hand caught it, holding it in place. As coyotes went, he was strong, and was able to hold the brute's arm. Almost right after he had negated the wolf's right hook he threw one of his own, putting as much force and strength behind it as he could spare.