Armed logs 5

Arthur took a second as he pulled himself off the bench downing the rest of his bottle as he looked up at the roof of the bar to see Basten doing his batman thing as usually but it was good to see that the man was still willing to throw down after he built a warehouse and drugged him he still hadn't forgiven the drugging him bit. Even if he did get a very nice table out of it and he was keeping that table until the end of days.

Grabbing his sword as he pumped his mana through it until it hummed in the air vibrating with the wind as he turned and looked at the black market boss. "Lets see what I can do ta the second in command of da deserts den.'
(Arthur)
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[14:53] Following behind the drakanite out to the desert. The Rhoynish rarely had a chance nowadays to properly flex. So when offered? Of course he'd snag the opportunity.

Once a comfortable distance was shared between the two, his single eye gazed in direction of the swordsmen. "Well... Can't say i'm dah toughest, but I'll be damned if I got down easy." With some laughter as he obtained a perfection position.

Despite the lack of proper footing, he grew used to the sand; the grans slipping through his toes. And like that? He'd vanished. Empowered by the temporal flow ebon an flowing around his form.
(Basten)
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[14:56] {Lost Restrained RPB against Basten}
[15:00] {Lost Restrained RPB against Basten}
[15:05] Rushing forward, the Rhoynish unlike before. Had obtained a few new tricks up his sleeve. Drawing from the stop-watch hidden beneath his sleeve. When damaged at certain moments? His body came to a halt; phasing briefly and emerging from something akin to a cocoon without much damage there from the last time.

"Ya strong... I'll give ya that, but i'd danced with the likes of champions here in Esshar." Bashing against the mans steel whenever the two collided. The Rhoynish taking his time before assaulting the man.

And as the battle between them raged on in the sands? Some heavy breathes were had from the lad, but he managed to continue his aggression. Catching an opening in the midst of fist and blade colliding.

It's there, grabbing the mans sword with his metallic limb. He harnessed an immense amount of temporal energies into his palm. Releasing it in a single blow that crafted a crater between the two.

"Heh...Ya see, this metal arm here. Can fire beams." Some laughter escaped his lips before glancing back over in direction of the settlement.

"But I've had mah fun... I should get back."
(Basten)
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[15:13] Arthur took a second as he tried to land a good solid blow on Basten the man was fast well that wasn't right bandito was fast this was more that whenever he got close it was like the time around him moved weird. But he was a time magi so that was to be expect his feet dug into the ground as he pushed himself forward he needed to be able to reach him in order to hit him. He needed more power even as he moved forward he felt Basten hand grip his blade stopping the vibrations for a second as he force hit him sending him flying back into the sand.

Flapping up to his feet as he shook the sand off and let out a whistle calling to the wind around his blade as it jumped up into the air and spun for a bit before slamming back into his hand. The weapon vibrating a bit as rejoined the flow of his mana.

"Aye thank ya for da wanted ta see how I was doing and needed at see if I was getting any better." Resting his sword back at his side as he pulled his mana from it."And yea ya beam annoyin for da most part. Thank for da fight I'm let ya get back see if anyone else wants ta go a round."
(Arthur)