[ Well, one person answers. A black void appears nearby, Europa stepping out with their metallic wings fanning a bit out before folding against their back. Once they're through, the portal behind them disappears and in their hand can a dark spear be so clearly seen. ]
[ hehe ur a REAL one europa. that's what he likes to hear, and if it weren't already clear he's anticipating this match, it becomes all the more obvious as he adjusts his grips on the hilt of his blade. ]
Likewise. [ beat him up! ]
Let us begin, then.
[ given a greenlight, he'll rush in within striking distance, claymore blurring in a red line of movement. as promised, he does not hold back. ]
[ Their grip reaffirms on their spear, their body shifting in preparation and as soon as Diluc rushes, they anticipate their movements. They move quickly, swiftly, as if moving with the air of motion.
They parry with a twirl of their spear, but do not allow an opportunity between that and their next move as they strike in that same breath. Europa moves as if they've grown up knowing combat and only combat. ]
[ it's no less than diluc expects. (though, that they wait for diluc at all is a distinct difference from what he's heard of callisto.)
diluc pivots sharply, taking advantage of the cover his claymore provides to deflect the next strike. not quickly enough—it still nicks him across his shoulder, which he ignores.
he steps back, and swings again—a half arc that abruptly reverses its trajectory, trying to catch europa off-guard. (handwaves a bunch of action. he is relentless but on a 7, his form is pretty poor, womp womp) ]
[ It's okay, I will speedrun this fight anyways because Week 2 is blowing me up with fight threads. Europa is ruthless, not backing down or stopping, and will keep going at it to chip at their opponent's stamina until they start to slow down.
They are just monstrous in their fighting style but aren't too afraid of getting hit here and there if a hit manages to make contact. ]
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W1 SUNDAY
If it is a spar you need, then I accept.
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he nods politely in greeting, armed with his (simulated) claymore. ]
My thanks.
[ he does spare a curious glimpse at europa, before his expression sets into steely focus. ]
Any terms?
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A nod in return, staring a moment at the claymore before their head lifts. ]
You are free to go all out. I do not break easily. And you?
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Likewise. [ beat him up! ]
Let us begin, then.
[ given a greenlight, he'll rush in within striking distance, claymore blurring in a red line of movement. as promised, he does not hold back. ]
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They parry with a twirl of their spear, but do not allow an opportunity between that and their next move as they strike in that same breath. Europa moves as if they've grown up knowing combat and only combat. ]
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diluc pivots sharply, taking advantage of the cover his claymore provides to deflect the next strike. not quickly enough—it still nicks him across his shoulder, which he ignores.
he steps back, and swings again—a half arc that abruptly reverses its trajectory, trying to catch europa off-guard. (handwaves a bunch of action. he is relentless but on a 7, his form is pretty poor, womp womp) ]
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They are just monstrous in their fighting style but aren't too afraid of getting hit here and there if a hit manages to make contact. ]