User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Friend Flamebiplane

I look down at my friend, his axes in hand. I nod, opening gate three. His leather armour gives him some coverage to her shock whip, but the rest is up to him. He runs towards her, dodging and ducking under her whip, each crack sounds like a small thunderclap, and releases a bolt of lightning with it.

Once he get's under the tips range she begins to try and wrap him up with it. He actually shears the whip, releasing a concussive blast and elecctrical discharge. Both combatants are momentarily stunned, but when they recover the fight continues.

He closes the little distance there is left between them, the manticore discarding her whip and baring her claws and tail spines. Now is when the real test starts.

His axes are DS, so any cuts he makes won't be harmful, but we all agreed any cuts are to be treated as real. He immediately goes for the tail, trying to cut at least the end so the spines aren't a threat.

The tail bobs and weaves, striking along with her claws. Eventually he catches it with one axe, the gap between the low hanging head and the haft acting like a clamp when she tries to move. Using this he maneuvers behind her, keeping her tail pointed safely away and swings at one of her wings.

The blow connects and the manticore is all but helpless as his axe touches her throat. She surrenders, and he lets her tail go, turning to our seats. He bows and the crowd erupts into applause. My own mother places a hand over her chest and dips her head. When the crowd quiets down she stands to speak.

"A fine display, and proof enough that you are skilled. As queen I declare you the first male member of the elite forces. Congratulations." Again the crowd erupts. We all leave, as does my friend.

I meet him under the fighters exit of the coliseum. I'm greeted with a pat on the back and a cheer. I congratulate him on his promotion. He grins like an idiot.

"Couldn't have done it without you." He says, and we turn to go celebrate.

"Hold it right there!" A feminine voice comes from behind us. Turning we see the manticore, holding the remains of her whip, murder in her eyes. "You broke my favourite whip, now you need to be punished." A volley of spines is thrown at us, but harmlessly impact's the shield of my bodyguard.

The soldier beetle lifts her shield, and looks at the manticore.

"Oh, I, um, I didn't see you there..." She stutters, taking a step back. I promise to reimburse her for the broken whip, inluding the enchantment on it.

"But... there are twenty gems running it's length, and another in the hilt." My friend says, I look at him curiously. When did he have time to count them?

"Before the fight started, it's why I made sure to hit one. They wouldn't happen to have come from a thunderbird, would they?" The manticore looks at him for a moment.

"Raiju. I may not hate you as much as I thought." She said with what could have been the start of a smile. She turned to leave. "And I expect that new whip asap!" She yelled as she walked away.

"Cn you really afford that?" My friend asks. I nod, I've done enough to earn some favours and some pocket money. We then return to what we were doing. Going out to celebrate!