This is going to be awesome!!!
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The crimson masked glowed a dark hue under the ebony hood that had covered his features, walking from the darkness his word had echoed through the alley causing Desious to shudder. His head still low to the ground, he was caught off guard by as the stranger's knee came slamming to the side of Desious's face propelling him backwards a few feet and off his knees. He was dazed and slightly confused at how quickly the passed few moments had gone by and had to pause momentarily to gather his thoughts….
I'm being attacked….By….Who?
The thunderous voice rang through Desious's mind as his words brought him to attention, "Face your death like a man. Not like a slave dying in the mud."
Even though he wasn't shouting it felt as if his tone was screeching and deep at the same time. The man came charging at an alarming speed as Desious quickly jumped to his feet and slightly pivoted on the heel of his back foot. The assailant's palm had only slightly missed his neck, the intended target, but still managed to grasp the clavicle of Desious and toss him like a marionette to a wall built of concrete. The fight would've been over quickly if not for the slight adjustment in stance and quick reflexed. Instead of celebrating Desious had grown more and more uneasy.
This man had seen more than the young mercenary could ever hope to accomplish in a lifetime. The anxiety that had filled Desious slowly drifted as a new emotion took it's place. He was no longer afraid, but angry and jealous that the new foe had been so much better than him. "A slave!? I have no collar nor a leash!" He shouted his words spitefully as he rolled his shoulder back into it's socket and sprinted forward. A loud crack assured the joint had been locked into place and confident enough to continue on, Desious ran up the side of the alley wall and performed a flip downward with the heel of his right foot leading the charge to his enemies taunting mask.