[Open] The Oath Part 1.

[Elthas]

Elthas realized a moment later that he was staring at his opponent!

He narrowed his eyes, as the man attacked. He launched a crudely fashioned weapon towards him. A flashback filled his mind. He saw the battle he'd had with another man...a man named Black Shadow. When the quick memory passed, the Elf was knocked backwards a few paces by the javelin piercing his flesh. It was sharp, and pierced his simplistic cloth armour. Though it was cut in a fancy sort of way, his clothing was not necessarily suited for combat. However, he preferred being able to maneuver quickly anyway.

The makeshift javelin pierced his left shoulder and nearly punched right through. It was a strong sword arm that had launched that attack, catching Elthas off guard. He kept a grip on his daggers. Elthas reacted quickly and his eyes spotted the powerful mace-style weapon that his opponent carried aloft. The wooden shaft piercing his shoulder hurt like hell. Elthas growled, he heard the clanging of the man's shield and he reacted. Instead of attacking...Elthas decided to jump backwards as a blur. He barely evaded the first set of the man's swinging attacks with his mace. I have to be careful...

Elthas gripped his daggers tightly at their handles. His boots skidding against the ground as he landed nearer towards the campfire, he'd almost landed inside of it As he readied himself, his eyes focused but he would let his opponent make the mistakes. The armoured warrior had fancy equipment. Elthas was thankful for his own fancy daggers. He'd recently upgraded them. The javelin piercing his shoulder caused his tremendous waves of pain to cascade through his upper body. Again, he thought of his old battle with the man named Black Shadow. I have to focus. I can do this...