Post by Deleted on Mar 7, 2019 20:28:47 GMT -5
He... what?
His fist stopped bare inches from Absolut's face, hovering in the air with uncertainty. Was the sparring match already over? Brisk frowned, retracting his fist. Eyes narrowed in suspicion, he studied the emperor for a scant few minutes, judging the weight of his concession.
To have displayed such fire mere moments before... where had it gone? It was as if it had vanished, as if the youth had flipped a switch and shifted his entire disposition at a moment's notice. An admirable ability, yet Brisk only felt a wave of annoyance wash over him. He huffed, settling his hands behind his back before closing his eyes.
He inhaled a deep breath, letting it escape and with it, the bit of battle lust that had been stoked within him. This was an unforeseen conclusion.
"How quaint." An idle swish of his tail. "And here I was planning on conceding the match to you."
Brisk raised his arms, showcasing the many bleeding scratches and bruises that adorned his body. Now that the adrenaline had begun to wear off, a dull throbbing pain had flooded his being.
"I wasn't much long for this spar, if I am to be honest. But conceding to me in such a manner... aren't you the peculiar one?"
A final sigh as Brisk, rather reluctantly, lowered himself to the ground. One knee touched the floor, head bowed in contrition. Not that he felt sorry for harming Absolut. A spar was a spar, after all.
"I am truly honored to have engaged in battle with such a worthy foe. You are but a boy, yet you matched me blow for blow. You will be a great warrior in your own right some day."
Emperor Absolut // post count: 11
