gentle giant (open)

[Ulrich Hiilden]

Ulrich's eyes flitted over towards Jared and blinked. After parrying a massive spear arch that left a line of crimson across his neck, After that headlock his muscles ached, but they were still in it for the long fight. The spear was more important right now then the shield. the spear meant that he had reach and reach was his enemy. Ulrich dove with a kick to the spear butt and as soon as he came out of a roll, right behind Darius. He had to admit that Darius was proving to be a tough opponent. Also yet Jared was also a great ally upon double teaming Darius. Ulrich knew that he was more then a match for Darius but then Jared proved to be a viable asset in tatics. As he moved behind Darius as he jabbed at where the kidneys should be with the pointed tips of his axes.

His breath was starting to catch up in his throat but as long as he kept his breath under control he could focus on the task at hand. With another thought, Ulrich used the curved ends of his axes and used them like the grappeling hooks he had seen super heros use. He hooked the two ends against the rim of the shield and gave an almighty wrench, pulling the shield back with all his strength. It was enough to break an arm or at least dislocate it. It was a great way to throw him off balance that way he would be easier to defeat.

[Darius Falco]

Darius was thrown off balance when his shield trust did not land, the stumbled back toward Jared, this gave Ulrich ample time to kick the spear out from under him, this again brought Darius to his knees, he sensed the axes aiming for his lower back, he lowered his shield as best he could, the force knocked him over, but onslaught did not stop there, two clangs signaled that his shield was not at the mercy of Ulrich, the shield twisted Darius’ arm out of his shoulder, he let out a disgruntled puff of air. In his pain Darius’ mind cleared fully, he would not be able to take on both of these guys for long, he had to separate them.

Darius began to give the appearance that he had been beaten, for his father in his mind, if he could just have one brief boost in strength then he could turns the tables in his favor, it did not take long for him to get his answer, darius looked up at Ulrich with a grin, “Got cha,” he whispered in his deep east London accent. Darius Dropped his spear, he would pick it up in a moment, he gasped he shield with his other hand, with a defining crack he popped his shoulder back in, and in one glorious heave he pulled his shield hoping to take Ulrich along with it, an attempt to toss him into his other opponent.

Darius grabbed his spear and again faced his opponents, he could not give them a rest, he ran towards them and tossed his spear horizontal at their necks, this alone would have just pissed them off, but his momentum and the add weight of the shield would pin them to the wall, only for the moment that he needed.

As soon as Darius was close enough he grabbed the sword that he had previously thrown at Ulrich, his arm was injured and he need a lighter weapon to make up for weakness in his shield arm. Ulrich was first on his list after all, almost broke his arm. Darius slammed his shield into the boys chest, and he did not forgot about the son of Zeus either, he slashed at the boys free arm trying to coax a strike out of him so he could continue his plan, Darius quickly dropped to his knees, if his intuition was right, they would swing for him, and hit each other, divide and conquer. Darius lifted his shield over his head just in case his plan didn’t work, but the odds were in his favor, he only needed one to fall for the trap.