Re: AnnaBell looks around for rebels

[• Echo]

Stefan’s jaw clenched tightly, his teeth grinding together painfully when the man shoved Anna back. His hands tightened into fists and he took a step forward, only to stop when immediately a half dozen guards surrounding them began to draw their swords from their sheaths, eyes fixed on him. His anger soared, but he forced himself to stand still, instead amusing himself with thinking of all the ways he could kill the guard with his bare hands in his mind. A couple of others came up and thrust him a sword and a shield, the latter of which he declined and refused to hold, before they stepped out of the ring. Shifting the sword in his hand, Stefan balanced it on his palm, using what time he got to get used to it before he fought. His ribs twinged in protest every time he took a step, but he ignored them. The pain wasn’t unbearable anymore; they were healing, and he knew that, but he could only wish that Anna would understand that, as well. He didn’t need babying.

As the new man about Stefan’s height and age stepped up, Stefan shot AnnaBell a look that plainly told her to not do anything stupid, before his gaze fixed back on the man before him. He stepped forward and took his stance, watching every move the man made, searching for weaknesses or breaks in concentration. Just before they began to spar, he saw it; a slowness to the left side, a slight dragging of the toes when the knee refused to straighten out properly. Grinning, Stefan deflected the first blow made his way, glad his injury was on his left side and not his right, so he could swing a blade without too much trouble. Though that did leave his left side vulnerable, as well as the other’s leg made him slow and weaker. They were pretty equally matched, in that case.

Throwing his weight forward against his blade, he pushed the man continuously to his left, never relenting or giving him enough room or time to swing, or do anything other than push back. But Stefan was slightly stockier than the man, who obviously used his speed more often than his strength, and he slowly began to overpower him by brute strength alone. The man stumbled, his shaggy black hair falling his eyes, and Stefan relented for a moment, just long enough to shove the butt of his sword with as much strength as he could muster directly into the man’s gut, watching as he instantly keeled over, his grasp loosening. Before he could recover, Stefan knocked the sword out of the man’s hand. It skidded across the floor away from them, and Stefan placed his sword overtop the bowed man’s shoulder. He froze instantly, staring at Stefan’s boots. His eyes narrowed; Stefan just smiled.

“That was fun,” he commented lazily, even though pain sparked throughout his side at each intake of breath he took.

[LoveOnHerArms]

Gripping the sword in one hand Anna snarled looking at the guard that had shoved her down, oh he was asking for it and Anna was going to give it too him. Suddenly guards surrounded them hands on swords, some swords already out waiting for either one of them to make a move. With a growl Anna shoved out of the circle of guards jaw still locked into place but she moved back to a chair and sat down the sword over her lap, pushed hair out of her eyes with a huff. Stefan shot her a warning look and Anna just glared right back at him. He shouldn't be the one in the ring, she she be, his ribs were still healing, she could at lest move her bad shoulder a little better!

Her shoulder throbbed in pain telling her she was a lire that she was in just as much pain as he was but she pushed that aside watching the fight leaning forward in the chair, her body tense, heart pounding in her chest as she watched them fight. Stefan moved easily and the fight didn't last long. Jumping to her feet Anna pushed her way to the ring, the sword in her left hand wanting to make sure Stefan was alright. The guard chuckled amused walking into the ring "Get out Craig" He growled watching the other young man storm out. "Well we know you two can fight but how many can you fight at a time?" He asked looked from Anna to Stefan. "Hmmm Street Rat? How many can you fight?" His voice was dark and amused seeing the girl tense up with anger. "Alright men, we'll give these two a real fight, I want five first!" He barked out moving closer to AnnaBell, he grabbed her bad shoulder and pushed his thumb into the stitches. Anna couldn't stop the cry of pain that came out, lowering his head to her ear he grinned "Lets see how good you really can fight" His breath reeked and Anna growled but before she could really do anything he shoved her to Stefan.

Stumbled forward Anna caught herself and snarled, her eyes hardening as she looked at the guard. Her shoulder screamed in pain now but the girl stubbornly refused to let that stop her. "Now lets see how well you two really fight" Men moved out of the ring, Anna raised her sword watching as five large men rushed them all looking like they would kill them if they could. AnnaBell was already seeing red and snarled meeting two of the men.

[• Echo]

As soon as the young man, Craig, Stefan had heard the guard call him, had moved out of the arena, Anna was right there next to it, practically spitting with anger. The guard seemed kind of disappointed the fight had ended so quickly, but smug nonetheless and arrogant. His eyebrows narrowing into a glower, which seemed to be his permanent expression nowadays, he just frowned at the guard and said nothing, though he reached out with one arm to help steady Anna when she was pushed towards him.

“Are you okay?” he asked quietly, his eyes filled with worry for a moment as he looked at her, his words only audible enough for her to hear. Before she could really answer, the guard barked for five more men to step up to fight them.

Setting his lips into a snarl, Stefan lifted his sword again slowly with both hands, letting his rage fuel his movements as he leapt lightly towards the one closest to him. Metal clashed against metal, and Stefan drove his sword roughly into the other man’s blade, spinning around and slashing at the next man who approached from his side, pushing him back before turning back onto the first.

[LoveOnHerArms]

Breathing a little harder Anna looked at Stefan and nodded " Yeah Im fine" She answered back softly but then five guys rushed in and AnnaBell snarled moving away from Stefan meeting two of them. The sound of metal clashing against metal filled her ears as she ducked down missing one blade that flashed above her head, with a grunt she caught the second mans blade with her own sword still keeled down, slowly grunting softly Anna stood and pushed on his blade a snarl on her lips. Pushing him away she met the other guy glancing over at Stefan who was holding his own against the men too.

She needed two swords dang it! Matt had taught her how to fight with two and right now that would come in handy, one came at her side with out thinking about it Anna ducked slightly moving her left foot one catching one of of the mens foot and tugged causing him to fall and loosen his grip on his sword. With a grunting whining sound she held back the one guy with her sword and yanked the second sword out of the fallen mans hand. "Finely!" She grunted out the second sword was heavy and wasn't balanced right for her, her bad shoulder screamed out in protest but she was taking what she could get and ignored the pain.

Swinging around she used both swords to hold back a couple men moving closer to Stefan panting, hair sticking to her face from sweat "So got any bright ideas? Because Im almost out, besides staying alive" She hissed out ducking and spinning around catching one of the men in the side with the side of her sword. He yelped in pain falling to his knees and looked at Anna with a well ' Im going to kill you' look "Sorry just pissed the natives off more"


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