Snippet #2313618

Athena tasted blood. Her own blood. The blood touched the ground and the cloud flooring around her Sanctum turned grey. The Goddess was taken back not by her brother's actions but by the taste of her own blood... And by it's smell. It stirred something inside her. Something that was chained and locked in a cage. Something that muffled her brother's words. Something that momentarily altered her vision...and painted her red...like the blood it wished to spill.

Athena was like all the warriors in the mortal realm. She was the valiant knight that charge the lines on the back of his steed, she was the samurai who would rather meet death then shame, she was the bodyguard of the King, and so on so forth. This much was Fact to them all. But what they didn't know is that she was also the wildmen. The Highlander Axemen, the Vandal Raider, the Mongolian Rider, the Orc Shaman Battlemaster, Athena was all these too. She brought Order to War and wrote the codes all warriors follow till this day. All these names mentioned are warriors and what called to her was the blood lust, the Berserker rage, that they all used in battle to slay man, woman, child, and beast alike. But Athena did not submit the blood lust, she came to her senses and did the only thing she could do at the moment.

Defend herself.

The War Goddess raised her shield to take the first blow and then met the next with her sword. She tried to attack on the third but was quickly put back on the defensive. The War Maiden gave some ground but Revan was quick to take it. Some blows went through her defense. The wrist guard on her sword arm had been split and some blood could be seen dripping from it as she the Goddess was pushed back and then there was marks on her chest plate but fortunately the armor held true and these were only marks. As the fight went on the War Maiden seemed destined to be cornered and then defeated but this was not so. Such an unrelenting and brutal series of attacks like the ones, Revan was delivering to Athena, required alot of energy to sustain and against a well trained and skilled opponent one had to be careful. A counter from your opponent could put an end to the battle.

With Athena's shield hand she caught Revan's sword arm and then thud! The Lady of War released his hand as she headbutted him. She followed this up by swinging with her shield but rather then hitting him again in the head with it she aimed for the chest. For the crowd it looked like she missed but as Revan knew, (and if not would soon remember) Athena sharpened the edges of her round shield. This was not the only blow she dealt to him. Her shield returned and smacked him on the side of his head. Athena must have fancied this, using her shield as a weapon, because she kneed him in the stomach and when he bent over and grabbed his gut she bashed her shield into his face 2 more times and reclaimed some lost ground.

"Brother!", she called from the end of her now pointed sword. "Calm the storm in you or I will calm it for you!". Her threat was as real as the lingering blood lust and the crazy look in her eyes that surfaced for a brief instant. "This not a coliseum and we are not Gladiators fighting to the death!".