Chapter 50:Please Stop
As I sent the duel request to Sebastion, I couldn't help but smile to myself. Now that he was here in front of everyone he had nowhere to run. There was no chance that he would turn down the fight now in front of everyone.
"You think you can beat me, just because you beat Eric? There's a big difference between rank nine and rank two and I'm going to show you that now."
I just stood there in silence.
One of Sebastion friends was signalling for the fight to start. The man counted 3...2.. but before he had reached one Sebastion was already moving towards me.
He was playing dirty right from the start but it didn't matter to me. Sebastion launched directly forward with his strike. Most of the students wouldn't have been able to avoid a strike this fast. I simply spun my body avoiding the hit. As I spun I also made my own attack, the tip of my wooden sword just grazed Sebastion's cheek leaving a cut.
I quickly jumped backwords after the strike.
"Lucky hit, but too shallow you will never win like that."
Sebastion came forward again this time putting more effort into his strike but it was just a repeat of what had happened last time. Again I scratched Sebastion face with the tip of my wooden sword.
"You'll never win with weak attacks like this."
Sebastion started swinging, attacking me furiously. Each strike I would avoid at the last second and strike back, making sure I only used the tip of my weapon.
To the students outside it must have looked like I was being overwhelmed, all I could do was a dodge and swing my weapon back at him hoping it would hit him.
"He's done well to doge all the hits so far, but he's going to get caught sooner or later, why doesn't he try a stronger attack," Kyle said.
"I think you're seeing this all wrong," Slyvia said.
"What do you mean?"
"Take a look."
The fight had been going on for ten minutes now with only Sebastion attacking. Suddenly, Sebastian stopped as blood was dripping from his eyebrow into his eye.
As Sebastian stood there the students were shocked at what they were seeing. Sebastion's face and clothes were covered in blood. The scratches had built up all over his face and body. It had looked like he had been mauled by a tiger.
This was my plan from the start, if I defeated him with too much power and too quickly the rank system would have just declared me the winner. That was too light of a punishment. I needed him to feel pain like Monk did but I couldn't do the same here in front of everyone. I wasn't able to just attack him after the match had finished.
With these light scratches, they would sting with pain. The ranking system was designed to simulate a real-life battle. If I was to inflict a wound that would have been fatal with the wooden sword then it would declare me the winner.
"It's my turn now," I said.
I started to walk over to Sebastion slowly, Sebastion was worn out from the blood loss and constant attacking. He knew all he could do was defend. I swung my sword form below towards his face. Sebastion lifted his sword up to block the attack.
Sebastion face showed relief as he thought my attack was blocked. Right in front of his eyes though, it looked like my blade had disappeared and had phased threw his sword. The attack hit his lip splitting it in the middle. Sebastion now looked like he had two mouths.
"You blusted, jwst wit unwil my dad hes abut this."
His lips had been torn apart making it hard to understand what he had just said. But knowing his personality, he was trying to threaten me with his father's name.
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"That's impossible how did he learn that," Monk said.
Monk had woken up in his room and heard of the fight happening on the field. He was worried for Ray and wanted to stop him. but by the time Monk had reached the field the fight had already started.
Monk was shocked at the skill he had just seen being used and so were the other black sash knights. It was a skill that they hadn't been taught but only shown. On one of their very first lessons, Sir K had shown them a few skills that a black knight would eventually learn.
One of those skills, was Phantom strike. The attack that Ray had just used on Sebastion. Sir K had only demonstrated it once but here Ray was using it.
"He's only gotten stronger in this short amount of time," Gary said.
Gary was confused about what to feel, he didn't know whether to be happy for Ray or Upset that his Rival was just getting further and further ahead of him.
Everyone in the crowd could now see who the winner of the fight was going to be, But ray wouldn't stop attacking. He kept attacking only hitting Sebastion with the tip of his sword.
Sebastion couldn't take much more punishment, He wanted to give up. but every time he was about to say those words, as if Ray could read his mind Ray would strike at his mouth.
The students only thought one thing while watching this massacre. Ray was a monster in human skin.
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More, more I thought to myself he needed to suffer more. With every attack images would pop into my head of the past. As I looked at Sebastion bloody face I felt no sympathy. He deserved this, he and Monk were students in the same school, they both fought for the same reason, they were even the same race. So why, why was there any need to hurt someone and go that far.
As I continued to attack I heard someone shout from the crowd a voice that I could recognise.
"That's enough Ray... please...stop" Monk said crying.
I saw monks sad face but I didn't understand. Why was he shedding tears, was this not what he wanted, revenge? Who cared what happened to this waste of space in the first place.
As I stopped my attack to look at Monk. Sebastion could finally speak.
"I giveve uppp plelsw noooo more no moRe!"
The fight had ended and the ranking positions were updated. My communicator now displayed the number two.