Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170813063226/@comment-31595069-20170818010826

Curt fell to the ground bleeding more. He continued to chuckle despite some voices in his head. "Watch it you fool! You are supposed to be trying!" Catherine raised her voice at him. However, he simply stood back up stabbing his sword into the ground.

"What? Who said I wasn't trying?..." He chuckled as he spat blood on his sword. Soon, the wounds on his body was surrounded by a dark light as he was healed up, the only trace of damage done to him was his torn uniform.

"Playtimes over now..." He suddenly narrowed his eyes, an aura of magic surrounded him as he raised his sword. The lines and holes me made on the ground suddenly glowed red as a circle formed around him and the Elder Gug. It prevented both escape and entrance.

Alter Curt began to laugh maniaclly. "Blood circle..." He muttered as he was now ready to retaliate in full. A red light began to shine over his sword as he slowly walked forward. "Just you and me now. You know the saying, three strikes and you are out right?...well, entertain me for a bit before I seperate your head alright?" He gave a few practice swings with his sword as he continued to casually walk forward. However, it appeared his guard was still down as always. Or so it appeared.