Temuro defeats Slarzog - Ciaran judged!

[NiTessine]

Slarzog, unfazed by his failure, tries again, with a strange three-attack combination of a nunchaku strike, a punch, and a headbutt. He attempts to get in close enough so that Temuro is unable to use his sword effectively.

The chimera assaults the shrine; redirects the edge of the stone!

 

[Knight Otu]

Sensing a chance to end the fight fast, Temuro flies into a controlled fury!

The west wind flies higher than the rapids; shields against the onslaught of the horn!
Fist of Fury!

The west wind stands close to the grotto; shields against the punch of the field!

Flying onto Slarzog ilke the west wind, Temuro slashes at his opponent, and tries to use it like a shield against the onslaught of the orcish warrior.

OOC: Two west winds? If only I had this luck with my styles!

 

[Ciaran]

"Temuro employs grace and subtlety, while Slarzog relies on raw power. In this case, it is the defenses that make the difference. Two points to Temuro, Match to Temuro."

Five flags Temuro. Victory to Temuro!

"Temuro, you have purged the dishonor from your name. You are now a Yellow Belt 0 with a record of 2-4. Good fortune to you!

"Slarzog, you remain a White Belt, with a record of 0-2. Despite your reliance on raw strength, you have the potential to become a great fighter. I expect to see you again, in future battles."

 

[Knight Otu]

"Thank you, honorable judge. Slarzog, you fought well, and you can become a great warrior."

 

[NiTessine]

The orc merely snarls, baring his great tusks, and stomps off, pausing to punch a tree with sufficient force to send pieces of bark flying.

OOC: And this match started so well... But there will be other matches. And maybe one day I'll actually win one.

 

[Knight Otu]

OOC: And this match started so well... But there will be other matches. And maybe one day I'll actually win one.

I know this feeling. This was my first victory in a while