Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction ❯ Inner Inferno ❯ Fight ( Chapter 6 )

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~Inner Inferno~

~Chapter 6~

Upon reaching the Vione, training was immediately intensified. Kelsea responded well to the constant yelling about the smallest flaws in her technique. She easily surpassed the other Dragonslayers and had to be personally trained by Dilandau. He never showed anything towards her, he never favored her or gave her special treatment or even showed any signs of being the least bit impressed. Kelsea didn't mind this though; she only found it more interesting. She could tell he was impressed because he would get increasingly angry at everything around him, especially when he noticed the twinkle of amusement in Kelsea's eyes. He hated the fact that she wasn't afraid of him and planned to change that.

"Well, the female is starting to improve." Dilandau said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"I'm honored you think so, Lord Dilandau." Kelsea said with the same look in her eyes.

By this time all training had stopped. The Dragonslayers could sense the tension between the two growing. Both Kelsea and Dilandau wanted a piece of the other. Kelsea knew she couldn't beat Dilandau just yet but she wanted to test her skills and test her abilities to read Dilandau's movements. That would be the real test.

"Yes, well I have a real honor for you, I'm going to test your progress personally." Without any further warning he charged at her, sword drawn.

Kelsea brought her sword up just in time to block his attack and there was a giant clashing of swords. Kelsea had never felt a force so great before. She knew he was good but never had she imagined that he'd be so unbelievably strong. Her arms felt as though they would go numb but she held him back much to the surprise of everyone else. Dilandau pulled back slightly and slashed out at her midsection. She jumped back out of the way but still suffered a slight scratch from the tip of his blade, which drew blood. She charged at him catching him slightly off guard but not nearly enough to be able to inflict any damage to him. She could match his speed, which was what most couldn't do, but when it came to sheer strength she just couldn't match him at all. Again she charged at him but again he dodged her blade and countered with his own attack.

Dilandau smirked at her and went on the offensive. He charged her again and again, wearing away at her strength. In one graceful movement he knocked her sword out of her hand, caught it and pressed the tips of both against her neck.

"Dead" he said with a satisfied smirk. He knew she could never defeat him, maybe a year ago but not now. Not now that he had become complete.

She gazed into his eyes and smiled. She knew she wouldn't win. She had no intentions of wining. And by smiling she knew that she'd piss him off and it was just to tempting to pass up.

Seeing her smile and knowing that she didn't really care about losing did piss Dilandau off. He glared at her as he pulled the swords away. Tossing hers on the ground next to her.

"But still not nearly good enough. I would have thought you'd do better than that. You disappoint me. Not a good thing to do." Dilandau said in a menacing tone. He looked down at her in disgust. She was still smiling but her smile was slowly changing into an amused smirk.

Dilandau had just slapped her and was about to do so again for looking at him in such a tone when he heard the main entrance to the training area being opened and then sliding closed behind the person who had just entered.

"Get up you worthless female." He snarled at Kelsea.

Kelsea obeyed but the look on her face had changed from a smirk to a scowl from being slapped. No one had ever slapped her a gotten away with it but now was not the time to seek her revenge. Folken had just enter the arena and he looked as though he came for her.

"Kelsea, I have another job for you."

Sorry! I know it's short but at least I got something up! So be pleased about that! Plz review so I'll be motivated to write another one!