Chapter 73: Balar Rank Exam
There will be two parts to this test, the warrior said as he took up his position ten paces away from Vir. First, we shall duel without the use of our Talents, magic, or any other special abilities.
And the second rounds a free for all? Vir guessed.
Exactly, the warrior replied. In both rounds, well fight to incapacitation or surrender. Life-threatening wounds and fatal wounds strictly forbidden. Are there any questions?
Vir shook his head. No questions, but Id like to shake your hand before we start. I mean, if you're amenable. As a gesture of good will.
Oho! Weve got an honorable one, do we? As you wish, the warrior said, removing his gauntlet and approaching Vir. He kept his helmet on. The man hadnt even offered his name.
The Brotherhood wasnt joking about their dedication to secrecy
Vir similarly removed his black half finger cutoffs, and shook the mans hand, taking a very good look at him with Prana Vision.
The mans armor interfered somewhat with his ability, but unlike the princess, his opponent lacked magically enchanted armor. The colors were slightly dimmer, and Vir had to be closer to learn what affinities the man had, but it wasnt impossible.
Strong Earth prana, but diluted with a smattering of other trace affinities. Not a mejai, then, Vir thought. Hes got Talents, and some strong ones, too.
The denser someones prana was, the more brightly it shone to Virs senses. With his armor, it should have appeared less bright, which cued Vir as to the mans true strength.
Alright then, heres to a good fight, the warrior said, retaking his position. He pointed to the racks of weapons at the edge of the arena. You are free to use any of the weapons we have here, or you may use your own. Ill be using this talwar and shield.
Im good, Vir replied. Ive got my katar, chakris, and chakrams.
A katar and chakrams, eh? Interesting choice. So be it.
Riyan had Vir train with a variety of weapons, both on the obstacle course and in duels, but Vir had never been as proficient in those as he was with the katar.
Despite it being a poor choice against poleaxes and other weapons with reach, katars simply came naturally to him. Besides, hed learned that longer weapons fared poorly once inside their ideal range. His style was all about speed and mobility, and katars fit that ethos perfectly.
Fight! barked the Kinjali proctor, backing away to give the combatants room.
Neither Vir nor his opponent made any sudden moves. If Talents had been allowed, Vir wouldve closed the distance in an instant with Leap to gain the element of surprise. Without them, he had to be more careful.
The two enemies circled around the arena, keeping ten paces between them, their eyes looking for any small twitch that might give away an impending attack.
Vir used the time to gauge his opponent. The shield posed an issue for his weapons. Hed need Empower to break through that defense, and even if Talents were allowed, hed only mastered that ability in his legs.
Which means Ill have to slip around him. If I can take his back and then bring the fight to the ground, Ill have the advantage.
The warrior made the first move. Seamlessly switching from caution to aggression, he charged Vir, opening with an overhand talwar strike.
Vir dodged the bladebarely.
Hes fast!
With the armor and his build, Vir hadnt expected such mobility.
Even so, it wasnt anything Vir couldnt match. He moved like water, flowing around the bigger man.
The man fell into a flurry of strikes, tactically using his shield to prevent Vir from exploiting any opening, keeping him on the defensive.
Realizing hed lose if he let the pressure continue, Vir leveraged his agility to balance the scales, ducking and dodging around the man. His opponent wasnt quite as skilled as Riyan, but he wielded an advantage that negated those weaknesses: his shield, and the skills to go with it.
Vir flitted around the man like a bird, but the shield was there every time, blocking his every attack. He attacked high, he swiped low with his legs, deploying his toe blade. But the man either defended or stepped away to safety.
Feinting with his katar, Vir threw a chakri at point blank range, forcing his opponent to raise the shield in defense.
Gotcha.
Vir snaked under the shield and swept his katar upward.
To no effect; the mans brigandine negated any damage.
An armored knee forced him to block, pushing him away. The shield returned, resetting the fight.
With throbbing arms, he gazed at his opponent. Vir had always struggled against armorhis answer had been to rely on Talents, specifically micro-Leap and Empower, but those tools werent available to him right now.
If he was going to win this, he needed a better strategy. Whats more, hed have to use every trick he knew to score highly.
So he switched things up. Itd be a risky play, but if he didnt give this everything he had, hed rank poorly, and that was unacceptable.
They reengaged, the clang of metal resonating through the still night air. Virs breath grew ragged, his form sloppier.
Each time the man attacked, Vir dodged, neglecting to parry, escaping by a hairs breadth. With each dodge, the mans talwar came closer and closer to nicking his flesh.
Virs haphazard katar strikes against the mans shield only emboldened his opponent, who grew aggressive, paying less and less attention to his own defense.Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience
Clang! Clang! Clang!
A dozen times, Vir was forced to block the mans unrelenting series of attacks.
Does this guy have unending stamina, or what?
But Vir wasnt waiting for the warrior to tire.
Just a little more.
His ribcage shuddered, and suddenly he couldnt breathe.
But instead of crashing into the tree, he disappeared into its shadow. If he couldnt breathe, he might as well flee to a realm where he didnt have to.
Vir used up five seconds to regain his composure. Then he looked at the warrior, arm still extended.
Bet you werent expecting this!
Vir jumped out from the mans shadow behind him, Leaping as he emerged. His Empowered katar struck the back of the mans helm with immense force, disorienting the man for a split second.
Vir launched into a flurry of attacks, trying to slip his blade into a gap in the mans armor. But in combat, such feats were easier said than done.
His opponent turned, and they were back to square one, trading blow for blow.
While micro Leap allowed Vir to bypass the previously tricky shield, he still couldnt do damage. His hacked together Empower might have given him the strength and speed to bypass normal armor, but against Bulwark, Virs attacks had no effect at all.
Lets change the game.
To win this, he needed something more. He needed one of the tricks up his sleeve. Tricks hed spent the past many months honing to perfection.
Hed already shown his trump card, but there was another element to Dance. One that his opponent had no inkling about. A property that, when properly leveraged, would allow Vir to win with ease.
He charged Dance, sucking prana from his feet into his legs but this time, he deferred its activation.
The warrior swiped at Virs legs with a speed he hadnt seen from the man before, forcing Vir to jump. But his jump wasnt an ordinary one. It was a High Jump. Ordinarily a terrible move to use during combat, but this time was a little different.
He threw out a chakram, preventing his opponent from striking him. Aided by gravity, the disk hurtled silently through the air, but the man somehow dodged.
Leap? Or Haste? he wondered as he sailed high into the air.
Vir lobbed chakram and chakri one after another as they fell, but each missed their mark.
Haste, then. And possibly Preternatural Grace as well. Both Talents would prove problematic if his ploy didnt work.
Better make it work, then, Vir thought as he reached the apex of his jump, hanging for a moment before falling back to the earth.
He took a deep breath as he picked up speed, hurtling downward.
It had taken him an enormous amount of pain and grit to perfect this move, and even now, it gave him the jitters. Hed nearly broken his neck more than a few times, requiring Riyans immediate aid.
The ground rushed up closer and closer. Vir forced himself to keep his eyes opentiming was everything for this move. Even a slight miscalculation would end in a painful fall.
His opponent braced for Virs impending attack.
Vir straightened his legs and, leveraging the prana hed sucked into his body earlier, disappeared into the ground.
Dance of the Shadow Demon activated a split second before the force wrecked his body, welcoming him again into the Shadow Realm. Even so, the maneuver wasn't without great pain. Even 'precharged', it took a fraction of a moment to activate, transmitting some of the impact directly into his bones.
But pain was a small price to pay for victory.
From deep within the time-frozen shadows, he regained his composure and took his full ten counts to select the perfect exit.
Vir had spent a great deal of time experimenting with Dance of the Shadow Demon over the past months. In that time, hed learned that the ability was far more versatile than hed initially thought. Like how the momentum he carried into the shadow came out with him when he left it.
The uses of such an ability were myriad, but here, it allowed him to attack with a level of force no armor could resist. When matched with the inherent thrusting strength of the katar, even the gods couldnt have created a more ideal pairing.
Vir leaped from his opponents shadow, thrusting upward with the full force of his falling momentum behind him and drove his blade right into the armor protecting the mans crotch.
He held back, of course, deflecting the blade such that it didnt pierce through, but even then, the man was sent hurtling upward.
While his opponent sailed, Vir charged Leap.
He met his enemy in the air, driving his katar into the mans breastplate. Again, he held back, opting to undercharge the Talent.
So, instead of penetrating the mans armor, Virs attack sent the man sprawling onto the ground.
Notsprawling, Vir observed. Whether intentional or instinctual, the mans true abilities manifested for an instant as he rolled to dissipate the impact.
But Vir was on him before he could recover. He charged into the man just as he righted himself, taking them both to the ground in a repeat of their previous duel.
And in a single swift movement, Vir slid his katar through his opponents eye slit.
I yield, the man sputtered, winded.
Silence stretched between them until it was broken by the Kinjal proctor.
Clap. Clap. Clap.
Now that is a performance Ive not seen in a long time, said the Kinjali proctor. You do realize that one does not generally best their opponent in a Balarian Ranking exam, yes?
No, Vir said, he held back.
And of course he did! What candidate could hope to best a Balar 150 warrior? His task was to match your abilities, then push you slightly to test your limits. You should know that it is rare for these duels to result in a stalemate, let alone a loss for the proctor!
O-oh, Vir replied as he sat back, letting the adrenaline wash over him. Yesss!
Now, the proctor said with a grin, his eyes dancing with the reflected light of the Magic Candles, let us discuss your performance.
