Dragon in the Barracks

[Bloodwing]

Newly forged blade in hand Bloodwing made his way from the blacksmith to the Warrior Barracks a place, for as long as he had been in Avaren, he had never been to, ever. As he read the Draconomicon he found more and more that the powers within, that coul be used in human form, required a balance between martial and magical prowess, which was unfortunate because Bloodwing had no practice with a blade.

So here he was wondering exactly how humans trained with their Martial weapons. Di he just start killing people or was there more too it he guessed that if he went to the barracks and acted curious he would get some attention, and maybe learn something.

[Kuzai Bursinatrix]

A slamming fist came with the drop of a hat, the wooden sword sent flying from the males hand with the great strength of the individuals fists taking a toll upon the mans body, a man much more his age and probably considerably more experienced, had just fallen to a young guy. "If this is all this place has to offer, guess they are just gonna have to find a new army, sheesh..."

A jerking motion came as a weapon would pierce the air, this time made of metal, two vagabonds who were obviously feeling embarrassed at what had just happened, gave all the weight into the weaponry known as a blade. "Why you little bastard, how dare you think we are not superior to you?" the attack had cleaved through the ground, and yet the individual was as fine and healthy as someone who had just dodged a strike from a very dangerous weapon.

"Because, what I'm saying is that you bastards are a couple of weaklings, sprouting nonsense like you're the best in the fight, shit, you gotta be kidding me..." He stood with his fists clenched holding his arms upward, bending forward with his eyes in slants. "Of course, you two could prove me wrong right here and now, kill me where I stand..." Both males came forward with their weapons, the body of the young males dodging from left to right with great ease.

"Watch yourselves you two... you might get hurt too badly." One more dodge came, bending his back great lengths, he would dodge the strike, a full arcing curve, from the grunting man on his right, of which he would move forward, with an incredibly strong blow to the face, with incredible might, bash his head into the ground with one fist. The other male which would come, had the weapon made for a vertical cleave, the sword bounding forward, cutting into the ground as the boy would do a huge step backwards, he would stop, push his feet into the ground, and move forward, fist going into the males stomach, as the padding would not protect the might of his fist, and with one punch send the opponent flying, going straight into the wall.

"Another one bites the dust..." He said with a cocky smile, his body began to leap in the air, however, victory wasn't for-seen so early, the third male, who had been supposedly knocked on his body unconscious was still breathing, and with this, the boy was helpless to a back attack, the male holding an axe within his hands. "Lets see your laughing ass, counter this..."

[Bloodwing]

Bloodwing walked into a room where there were was a bit of a fight going on. It was three on one and it seemed that the one was winning. He watched as the young man dispatch one after the other, and thought maybe it would be better to train with a wooden sword. At the last minute the last man attacked the boy from behind. Bloodwing realized something and in an instant decided to intervene. He extended his hand and out from his palm a small blast of flame shot from him, and hit the side of the axe blade knocking it off course forcing the man to miss.

"What the hell?" the axe wilder asked and looked over at the man that was apparently a mage. "Magic has no place in the barracks mage." Bloodwing raise a brow. "To be frank you stand to learn a thing or two about magic. Truth be told I need to learn how to use a blade. Maybe one of you could teach me something." "Oh I'll teach you something." The man snarled and then ran at him axe raise. The ground at Bloowing's feet heaved upwards making a wall that was a foot thick two feet wide and 6 feet tall the man ran right into it and knocked himself out.

"Humans just don't learn" He muttered to himself be hind the wall before makingt the earth return to its flattened state. "How about you? you in the mood to teach or do you just like kicking people's ass. I mean you've earned some arrogance, but can you pass you skill on to others?" He said asking the boy that probably could have defended himself. Bloodwing just wanted to have a little fun.

[Kuzai Bursinatrix]

The boys eyes streaked backwards hearing the air pierce with the axe's strong cleave through, the power of which would come towards him, there wouldn't be enough time to dodge such a blow fully, still within the stage of learning of such assault, his body would fall forward, as a burst of flame would arise, the males eyes would watch, wide open, a small grin would appear on his face. "That's a pretty badass skill, dude, who the hell would you be?" He asked with great enthusiasm, despite the youth of his tongues ignorance.

The floor would arise, as the male came for another cleave, effortlessly, the individual would summon a rock face, allowing it to build up and hit the males face cleanly knocking him back by his own counteraction. As the male would speak towards him, Kuzai would only arise as he grasped his fist. "I'm no sword-user, I like my fists, much more dependable, can kick ass when you train them right... besides, i don't think you really need to learn it." He began to placed his hand around his wrist, his knuckles would unclench as he sighed.

"If you are willing to learn how to use close-range combat instead of swords, but you got some pretty good equipment there, so I'm guessing you aren't apart of this weak-kneed army, eh?" He lifted his arms into the air and began to suck in air, sighing to release it. "Either way, I'm still learning the abilities myself so there's not much I can teach, until I can create my own style and abilities, I'm not taking on apprentices." His eyes would go backwards and he would smirk, his fists clenching. "However, I'll teach you the most basic form, if you are willing to fight me." He asked with a large smirk.

[Bloodwing]

Bloodwing's physique was nothing to under estimate he may be a mage but because he was a bit more than human he was as physically as strong as a human could get. "Call me Alex, I'm actually a mage and have no martial skill what so ever." He explained. As he took the blade from his back and laid it on the bleachers.

He really like the way this boy spoke about Avaren's army. Bloodwing thought of them the same way, though it was for deffent reason it was still the same thought. "And actually there is such as powerful as I am in magic there is such a thing as a combination of magic and martial arts. The brand of magic i'm studying now actually requires more than a strong mind. but a strong body as well."

He walked into the battle field. the men where still on the floor where whisked off to the edge of the field by the earth itself. "I wouldn't mind learning to fight without magic, but I'd rather not end up like your friends did, and I'll try not to use magic." he said Standing in front of the boy. He undid his his cloak an through it to the side revealing a red sleeveless tunic, dark charcoal colored slacks and leather sandals. "So, what first?"

[Kuzai Bursinatrix]

"Like I said..." His eye shad shifted into those that would seem battle-prepared, oriented, of which his body would begin to flow forward with his fist cocked. "You can use magics, doesn't matter much to me, you're going to need every ounce of power you have!" The bit of which he had begun to circle the male with good quickness, his arms shifting forward as he covered his face, he stopped, his foot kicked against the ground and rocketed towards the male with a clenched fist.

"Keep your guard up, or your jaw will break..." A supposed 'lesson', for Kuzai was something more than just a fighting game, it was a game where holding back would only mean crushing defeat, his game was more so, attacking with his incredible peak human strength, speed, and ability to become technical, those were his own powers, shown from the voice of reason, of which he almost effortlessly took down three individuals of much more experience and supposed fighting experience than he, this would be the deciding factor.

Stepping up, with his foot rotating around the ground, a great amount of 'spin' would release form his kick against the ground, his arm would fire forward, taking great strength into a powerful blow, and uppercut, arcing his arm with the sheer might of gravity enforcing it.

[Bloodwing]

The way bloodwing saw it was like a dragon swinging its tail. If he where in a fight with a dragon he could simply block or duck, but with a dragon their where two end and one would follow the other. after the tail came the teeth so it was better to flow wuth the attack then to try and force what you wanted.Instead of pulling back he moved in, instead of simply blocking he grabbed the boys ankle in his right hand and with the heel of his left hand he struck the boy's thigh so he could use the kid's own strength against him and send him backwards into the ground.

[Kuzai Bursinatrix]

The sudden motion of the body would come, the attacking males hand had tried to grasp his wrist, the body motion which he made, only made a slight glint in the individuals eye, the sudden change as if a gale had pierced through the winds, his weight had shifted and turned. He dropped his foot to the ground, side stepped to the left, utilizing great momentum to build his body.

A strong dynamic punch was made, throwing from the shoulder, towards the head of the male, an overhand blow with incredible power. The weaving motion made would come from the momentum building in his body, the winds would change into what could be called now, a full on punch, unlike the first straight uppercut thrown from his wrists. He had used great strength to do a stunning diving blow.

The more of which would come, the more they would know. The training soldiers would begin to crowd in with interest about how the fight would arise, with more and more coming it would become betting odds, with the fact that this was something to be seen. A young lad would be known throughout the barracks, not as a soldier but as a fighter.