"It was certainly quite amusing," Sariel said as he moved over to a weapons rack and picked up a training sword, after which he stepped into the cage.

"What I really wish to know is - can you repeat it?"

~~ Training Complex - Battle Cages ~~

The Iron Snake grinned under his helmet. "A challenge, is that what I heard? State your rules, child of El'Jonson!" He pointed his spear with one hand in the direction of the Dark Angel. "And as Ithaka's rituals of combat require, I shall let you know that I am the Halberd of the Leviathan, the tooth of the Wyvern above, the tail of the Sea-Dragon of Ness, my name is Turamodus and I shall accept whatever challenge you give me and I shall overcome you!"

"I love these pussies with cocky names," Sariel grinned more to himself and launched the attack almost instantly, stabbing straight at the point between Iron Snake's shoulder guard and ribs, intent on exploiting the opening given to him. He expected for his opponent to try to block the attack, which would find him meeting Dark Angel's real attack - mailed fist aimed at his head.

"A fitting detail for such a fine weapon, was it crafted by your own hand or the Scar's own artificers by chance? " Angel Vermilion perked up a touch more as he spoke, curious if he might of found a craftsman to speak with, one that wasn't a borderline soulless Adept from Mars.

~~ Training Complex - Battle Cages ~~

"Battlefield Combat it is!" The Ithakian exclaimed in excitement. Surprisingly, to the Angel, the Iron Snake cared little for such brute moves as he simply out-stepped them, slithering around the blows just by a millimeter, like a true snake. "You need to be faster than that." He commented and did not even retaliate... Yet. "Tell me at least your name before I break you like a piece of driftwood."

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"Well I was helped in the endever of making it but it was done by my own hand and the engraving was done by my own hand as well. Within the pole of this spear is the shards of twenty eight of my fallen White Scar brothers armor. I wanted their fight and spirit to continue with me so through this they do so. The engraving was done by taking he bone of a dark Eldar and heating it there by engraving the hatred of the xenos into this weapon."

~~ Training Complex - Battle Cages ~~

But there was no name given. Sariel simply followed the Iron Snake's move, expecting some crude taunting like that and pirouetted alongside him. His sword came crashing down in a diagonal cut aimed at Iron Snake's forehead.

"A noble sentiment, I can respect that and I believe both your brothers and their armors spirits appreciate the chance at continued duty. " It really was a novel idea and Dantus found himself with a burgeoning respect for the Steel Predator already. "I admit I've never designed or created a thing in my life, haven't been growing the desire to actually create until as of late. "

"Well what made me make it was when I was taken from the White Scars and made a Steel Predator. I needed something that grounded me and told me no matter what they call me or where I am, I will always be a son of the Khan." He then took interest in Dantus' last statement, "Meaning that you now have something in mind?"

~~ Training Complex - Battle Cages ~~

"You are no Angel of Darkness, far more one of Blood!" The Ithakian protested, raising an arm to block the blade with his forearm, while thrusting the spear now forwards with his left hand, aiming straight for the torso of Sariel.


OOC: Btw this battle is totally narrative, I don't even bother with hit-rolls, unless you want 'real mode' on