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Vs Wiki Holy Grail War: Tournament of Glory: Gael vs Martial

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Prologue here: https://vsbattles.com/vsbattles/2884513

You find yourself in the middle of an arena, and could feel the sand beneath your feet. Opposite to you on the right side of the battle field, you find a single man, wearing a red shirt over his blue jean, with a mouse on top of his right shoulder.

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"The match will start in 1 minute" A cold female voice said.

[Keep your meta speak in the meta thread, and brackets]
 
Gael looks at his opponent and slowly pulls his left arm towards him. He grubles something that was ment to be words, but was messed up by the Madness Enhancement.
 
"Hm, a Berserker, isn't it?"

The man look back at the knight, seemingly displease about something, but doesn't show it on his face yet. At the sames time, he gentle stroke the mouse on his shoulder

"30 second until the match start"
 
Gael does a wretched roar, then slams his left hand on the ground and pulls foward his other hand, the one he uses to hold his greatsword, assuming a quadrupedal position.

He scrapes the ground, with the eagerness of a wolf about to jump on his prey, as wicked energy starts coursing around his body and his sword, coming from the gaping hole in his abdomen.
 
"Hoh...excuse me Master."

Saying such to the mouse, he gently lead it down, and let it go to the back of the stage, hidden himself from view. At the same times, he also readied himself, preparing to defend himself, as he set his leg wide, his right hand set straight in front of the Berserker, while his left hand hidden behind.

"10 second until the match start."
 
"Hmph, come then, Knight of Insanity!"

Steadying himself, he planted himself firmly in place, not moving an inch, while at the same times inviting his opponent to attack first.

"3,2,1...match start."
 
Gael reels back, then, with a battlecry, he leaps toward his opponent which such sheer speed he generates a sonic boom.

And, as he leeps, he trusts his greatsword foward, with the intent to impale his target.
 
As the greatsword reach him, he reach out his hand to catch it. As the moment his hand touch the tip of the blade, you suddenly feel a loss of power, and is as if you're being sucked into him, as he guide the blade toward somewhere else and let yourself close to him, as he reach out and punch his left hand into your chest.
 
As you block with your hand, you're pushed back to a significant degree, almost return you to the start. You chest is fine, but your hand suffered internal damage, and feel hard to move.

"Hmph, as I expect from a mere beast."

He then resumed his stance again.

"...Tell you what, if you could even make me leave my spot a little, you win. Now, come!"
 
Watching you just charge at him again, his brow frown even more so. Even then, he still greet you, fully intent to do this all over again
 
Gael continues his change and it seems that he's about to strike his opponent, but then he instead jumps over him.

While in mid-air, Gael turns toward the enemy and unload a barrage of arrows using his repeating crossbow.

Then as soon as he lands, he performs a sweaping slash on the other servant.
 
"Mere trick."

Seeing that he jump up and shoot at him, he's only surprised for a moment, before swiftly catching all the arrows between his fingers, and throw it at considerable force aimed as his chest again.
 
Gael grips the handle of his greatsword with both his hand and quickly deflects the arrows send back at him.

Then holds his weapon to his right side and wait for the enemy to make a move, grunting all the while.
 
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