Epic Fight: Evil vs Evil!
Mossflower - Dirt Road -------------------------
Sandy pawprints are tracked upon the road's surface, as stray greenery
emerges in scraggly clumps. The road stretches north and south to the
horizon, offering faint glimpses of buildings in both directions. On
either side of the road, the trees appear more thinly distributed than
they do farther north, and southward the trees dwindle entirely. A
well-traveled dusty path leads west to an impressive structure; walls
very much like a castle's in design. A trail of flowers lines the path
to the building, straight as though planted, yet no sign of present
civilization is offered. With the sun's glow reflecting off the
leaves, the summer landscape is pleasurable enough.
Exits: [T]owards [M]arket, [C]learing, [S]outh, [N]orth
Bloodclaw walks down the road. "My 2nd in command, dead...the hare, not dead...the Otter...STILL NOT DEAD!" As he mumbles he growls. "They will die...they will die soon!!!"
Maleficus slips carefully onto the road, his chest bandaged from his little spat with Redfang after exposing him as a spy for Bloodclaw. His cloak removed, his silently walks onto the road. Having been given a description, he knew this was his target, his cold blue eyes staring straight at him as he freezes in place in the road about twenty feet away from him.
Bloodclaw stares directly at Maleficus, and is a little shocked by his appearance. "W-who are you?, w-what do you want with me" That's right, Bloodclaw's AFRAID of Maleficus. He draws out his sword, and backs up.
Maleficus reaches at his sides, pulling his kukri knives as he twitches his upper lip, flashing a fang as he lets a grin come across his muzzle, "Don't you know me, Bloodclaw? I sent your spy back to you to spread word..." He brings a knife, swinging it casually in his paw as he stands there.
Bloodclaw growls. "You don't touch my embesils, they're MY embesils...got that ferret...g-got that?" He pulls out a poison dagger. "This will teach YOU a lesson you won't soon forget, NEVER, cross Bloodclaw the Terror". He throws the poison dagger in what he thinks is a 100 percent accurate shot.
Maleficus grins darkly as he glares at the rat, "I don't plan on crossing you...'Terror'..." He says, with a sarcastic emphasis on the rat's nickname before smoothly side-stepping away from the dagger, hearing it whiz past him, "I plan to kill you...and bring your head to my den...where I can feast upon your eyes..." He licks his fangs, "They look juicy..."
Bloodclaw blinks. "You’re...odd" he charges after Maleficus with his black-bladed sword, slicing like mad, hoping to kill.
Maleficus laughs aloud, flashing his blades as he charges with a ferocious gleam in his cold eyes as he greets the sword with the sparks from his first kukri knife striking it in a block before slicing downward with his second, aiming for the rat's leg as he ducks down, sending his own body weight into the slice.
Bloodclaw's legs are sliced and he jumps into the air and slices with ferocity at Maleficus, aiming for the chest.
Maleficus chuckles softly as he lands on the ground, then brings his knife up to block the blade, luckily saving his chest from further damage, but unfortunately his knife wasn't brought up quick enough, the ferret taking the slice firmly across the back of his paw. He growls in pain, slinging his legs hard, causing him to leap to his feet again, his hand dripping blood on the road.
Bloodclaw laughs. "That'll teach 'ye to mess with Bloodclaw the Terror, now....let's cut..YOUR head off,”He approaches with the poison dagger, trying his best to pin Maleficus down with his body weight.
Maleficus lowers his body down, his knees bent, his eyes gleaming upwards at the approaching rat. Then he lunges forward, sending his shoulder towards the rat's middle, countering the rat's scheme to use his body weight, instead using the momentum to do further damage to him.
Bloodclaw falls flat on the ground, staring up at Maleficus, he attempts a knock-out dagger, but it misses...by a long shot.
Maleficus lets out a sharp roar of insane rage, both knives pointing down as he leaps into the air, planning to land on the ground and drive his knives into the rat's chest. His chest's bandages are beginning to fall off, showing his wound his had received the night before.
Bloodclaw grins as he sees the wound, and dives at the wound with the full force of his arm, as he moves one dagger slices at his ear, the other rips a gaping hole in his tunic, he lets out a roar of pain, but does not let that distract him.
Maleficus grimaces as he feels the arm strike his wound, breaking the healing scab, blood beginning to run from it as he growls, leaning forward slowly as he whispers, "I will feast upon your eyes...Bloodclaw...Redwall is mine..." He then lunges forward with his fangs, seeking to sink them into the rat's throat.
Bloodclaw growls as he rolls to the side and leaps up, quickly stabbing at Mal's side. "No...Redwall is MINE!"
Maleficus rolls as well, along his side and then popping back onto his feet, smiling at the rat with some kind of crazy calm manner, the ferret bringing his knife with the blood on it from the ear, licking it plaintively, "Nice..."
Bloodclaw growls. "I will draw every drop of your blood FERRET!, you will rue the day that you did this to Bloodclaw the Terror!" He lunges once again at the wound in Mal's side.
Maleficus knew he had to guard his wound, especially now that it was beginning to bleed. He rolls over his shoulder, alongside the charging rat, sending a blade towards the rat's unwounded leg, standing up on the other side of Bloodclaw, "You charge forward too much..."
Bloodclaw growls. "I'll show you charge forward!" He charges forward, or at least he appears to, exactly four inches from Maleficus, he jumps right and stabs him in the back of his neck, the sword biting down into tough muscle and bone like a grinder.
At that same moment, Maleficus leaps through the air, sending his knife down hard at the rat's neck as well. In doing so, he turns just right, narrowly missing the rat's neck, but finding his shoulder, the sharp blade sinking into the flesh, cutting cleanly and deeply. It'll be luck that'll decide if the shoulder will ever work again. But the ferret takes a heavy toll in his strike: a slice that connects with the front of his neck instead of the back, slicing perfectly along where an old scar across his neck that was there before, the ferret falling hard on the ground, gasping for air.
Bloodclaw grins as the sword cuts into Mal's neck like butter, grimacing as the sword nearly decimates his shoulder, The ferret’s blade cutting into his shoulder all the way to the bone, He growls in pain and then he manages to get up and limp away. "Bloodclaw the Terror has won" He kicks Mal in the side, causing blood to spurt out.. "When you get to Hell's gate, tell them...Bloodclaw sent you!" He laughs manically as he exits.
