LokHart sheathed his sword and swept both his hands in opposite directions, causing a great fire to erupt all around, melting the snow and cracking the glass. He then lifted his left hand, causing the ground to quake and rise up slowly, making a large platform. He jumped onto the newly formed arena and turned to face Gado. "Now, come, let us finish this.. i still have many tasks to accomplish and many more people to kill..." He waited patiently, wanting to see Gados next move.

Gado bumped into the newly formed platform with a small bang. Shaking it off he tried to come back to his senses as he had to get up on the platform. "with theese wounds i wont get far in a close combat" he sighed as he pulled his sword out of his shoulder and bandaged the wound with a small part of the sword wich he turned into grass rope. he looked upwards and started climbing the platform right after he sheated his sword in his belt.
He reached the top, as he stood up he could see Lokhart standing in the opposite side of the arena. "I might be a bit wounded but i promise you that this fight will not be easy, with no magic involved i will give you a challenge worthy from a novice apocolyte from the dark woods" he yelled towards Lokhart just as he divided his sword into two long fighting-daggers. one in each hand. "oh and since i am not using any armor at the moment i would appreciate you doing the same if you have any sense of nobility"

LokHart cackled madly with insane laughter, He unbuttoned his cape and pulled off his upper armor plating. "I don't think i have a sense of much nobility... i lost it long ago.. the same day i lost my sanity and my true identity. But i should forewarn you, i have mastered almost every sword fighting style known up to this time since way back to the days of Lore. Come, attack me with your best style and we shall see who walks away from this encounter." LokHart withdrew his sword and stabbed it into the ground in front of him, a move he usually did right before a long battle.

Gado ran towards Lokhart, just outside attacking range he made a sudden turn and stabbed himself trough the stumach, landing on the ground with a thump. "Arf.... *cough* it would seem that i have lost.. how can this be!?" he sat himself up, kneeling in the opposite direction of Lokhart. "Do you have the guts to do the job?" he closed his eyes and gurgled some blood. "may i ask who you were before you lost your ide..*coughs* identity?"

LokHart reached his hand for his sword but stopped.. He attempted to remember who he really was, it was so hard. after being resurrected so many times, his memories had started to meld with his victims. He concentrated hard on remembering. There it was, buried deep within his mind. "I shall grant you your request, I was once known as Demetri Evans, a kind hearted soul who would have given his life to save the innocent. I was the perfect image of a good and generous soul. I had loved life to its fullest until that day, an army had come and taken my family when i was but a boy. i vowed revenge upon that army, ten years later i had found "her"..." a tear rolled down LokHarts cheek as he remembered the image of her in his mind. "She had changed my very world.. i was happy once again, happier than i could have ever been.. and then.. That army came once again.. to threaten my new way of life.. i vowed to protect my new life.. any way possible.. The in-between is kind of hazy but i remember making the deal.. The deal that changed me forever.." LokHart pulled his sword from the ground and stared at it before showing it to Gado. "This, is The Sword of Grim, it is the sword of The Keeper. The keeper of the underworld. I traded my very soul for this great piece of craftsmanship. This great weapon gave me untold powers and i was promised more.. if i did a task for The keeper.. i am still currently doing that task.. It has been so long since that day, but it still feels as if it was only yesterday.. i took the sword at everyones displeasure and before i knew it.. i had slaughtered the lot of them.. including "Her".... by my very own hand.. i lost my mind then.. i became LokHart fully... i have wandered the earth since then.. looking for The keepers stupid "vial".. i am not allowed to ever rest until i am done my task.. if i die... i am just brought back once again.. after my punishment of course... But that was long ago.. and Demetri is dead now.. There only remains the insanity and madness.." LokHart approached Gado and stared at him long and hard. "Now.. i do have the guts to finish the job.. but i'm wondering as to why you keep inflicting damage upon yourself? that seems quite unusual for a warrior to do..."

"sad story i must say... and to answer your question..*coughs*" Gado closed his eyes "I fight in my own style *coughs* wich is aimed for idiotic measures and tactics.. the advantage of this however is..*coughs* death to my enemies!" Having said this he expanded his blade wich he had stabbed himself trough his stomach with, growing towards lokharts troath with lightning speed gado's blood splattered from his back. "Graah!" he screamed and for his plan to show its results and give him victory even with his wound wich was serious but not lethal if he could wrap it up in time.

LokHart had no time to dodge the surprise attack, He snapped his neck awkwardly just enough so the blade only punctured through his mouth instead of his throat. LokHart fell to the ground upon one knee, his face and jaw bleeding massively. "...You are good... Damn... to think... i actually fell for that..." LokHart coughed and puked a pool of blood upon the ground. "Your quite a warrior.. willing to sacrifice your body to get close... your just like me... The Keeper could use someone like you... i guess we'll both see soon enough.... it looks like neither of us is going to be leaving this place..." LokHart closed his eyes and began to murmur a spell, the ground started to split open, revealing hellfire and brimstone, The cries of the damned could be heard, escaping the growing cracks and fissures. Shadowy claws began to emerge, slowly but surely they made their way towards LokHart and Gado. "It won't be long now... my torture shall begin yet again... my failure is always punished..." LokHart slowly stood back up, wobbling, attempting to keep his balance. With the last of his strength, He sheathed his sword and threw it as far as he could into the sky. "....Hopefully, another curious soul will find it... and then i may be reborn again..." LokHart suddenly lost consciousness and fell forward onto his shredded and bleeding face, awaiting the cruel hands of death to take him back.

Gado laughed but was interupted by a small cough as Lokhart was impaled trough his mouth. "Ah! im so *cough* glad that worked.. i nearly lost this one" Just as he said those words the ground started cracking up and hellfire appeared. "AAAH!" he stood up in an effort and turned quickly to Lokhart, his eyes was sore. "i hate fire!!" He yelled as he pulled his sword out of his stumach, his blood splattered on the cracking ground. "b...b...be seeing yah!" he said right before rolling himself down the horizontal wall of the arena while using his sword to slow his speed by turning into a claw like mace. "Crap..this *cough* is going way too fast!" he placed all his strenght in both his hands as he pressed the claw-sword hard against the wall, slowing down only a bit. He would have smashed himself into pulp if it wasnt for his sword. right before he landed he turned it into a oval shield-like object and as it smashed into shreds and cutting small parts of Gado's flesh his movement stopped. He laid on the slippery glassy surface looking up at the arena. "I guess thats it then.. i might have won but that was way to close *coughs*. i wonder why i was here in the first place.. now the question is how i get out. But before i start thinking about any of that i will have to stop my bleeding somehow, i guess some good old nature magic will do the trick. If i remember correctly half of my behemot still lies in the top of this hill" He sighed as he started walking, or more like tumbling up the slippery hillside of the glassy surface.

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