3 The Decision

Tyrus felt a rush of power surge threw his body as the aura grows more and more intense and as soon as the aura around his body reached it's peak it surrounds the blade of his sword and Tyrus lunges at Pyrian head on. Pyrian brings his axe downward and Tyrus sends his sword upward and the two blades clash suddenly the blade of Pyrians axe shatters into pieces and sends Pyrian stumbling backwards. Soon after Tyrus slashes downward and as his blade comes to a halt and blood spurts out of the mans body like a fountain. Tyrus gives his blade one swing and the blood on his blade flies into the grass and Tyrus puts his blade back into it's sheath as he walks back to Rathion and gives him a respectful bow, "Master I have won the duel." Rathion nods his head and gave him a smile, "Very well done, your skill is remarkable."

Tyrus nods his head and looks at the rest of the Raiders glaring, "Anyone else wanna have a go? Or you can leave and never return as per our agreement!" Tyrus looked around and the Raiders all decided to take there leave and Tyrus smirks as he watches them ride away.

That night Tyrus and Rathion were standing outside and Hyrun drew his two blades on his back, "Draw your sword Tyrus." He ordered and Tyrus slowly drew his blade never before seeing his Master so intense. Tyrus spins his blade in his hand and got into stance, "What is this about Ma...." He was cut off by Rathion lunging at him and Tyrus barely managing to deflect the attack causing Tyrus to stumble backwards. Tyrus quickly recovers but was then put on the defensive by the quick and precise combos since not being used to fighting a duel swordsman Tyrus side steps and blocks the next attack and quickly spins around deciding it was time for him.

Tyrus glared as he lunges back at Rathion and started throwing his own quick and skillfull combos of his own Rathion grins as he swiftly leaps back a few steps. Rathions movements were damn near graceful and Tyrus aimed the tip of his blade at Rathion getting into a different stance, "It's time to end this." He thought to himself as he grips the hilt of his sword tightly and lunges at Rathion his blade aimed directly at the chest of Rathion. Rathion in turn uses his right hand to deflect the attackers blade then took a well aimed slash at Tyrus's neck who uses the hilt of his sword to stop his attack.

Rathion steps back and puts his blades away, "Excellent even when facing a unknown skill you managed to adapt and match my attacks... That's what a true swordsman must be able to do.... As the final lesson remember this.... Don't let anyone intimidate you... You're the one who was trained by me one of the top 3 swordsman in the world... Always remember analyze, adapt, and overcome those are the three traits any swordsman must have in order to become as strong as possible." Tyrus respectively bows his head and smiles, "yes master I will never forget your teachings."

The next day Tyrus walked outside where he was joined by Rathion and Hyrun, "It's time Tyrus..." Tyrus looks back at the two, "Time for what Master?" Rathion smiles and flicks Tyrus's forehead, "Time for you to strike out on your own as a Master Swordsman." Tyrus looks down for a minute not sure where he should go, "What should I do?" Rathion pats his head, "That's the Decision you must make on your own Tyrus, "From now on it's your decision and if you need anything you know how to get a hold of me." Rathion puts his blades on his back, "I'm leaving now with Hyrun we have a mission we need to do... Good luck my friend." Tyrus watched as the only parental figure walked away and left Tyrus there to start his life as a Swordsman.

Tyrus sat in his room after Rathion left and he sighs deeply as he thinks to himself resting his head in his hands and finally stands straight up and decides he should get moving. He decided he'd help any villages that would need his aid. As he walks out of the village he had a sack full of food and water and a pouch full of gold he got for defeating the Raider leader Pyrian. Tyrus looks around and decided since Rathion went south that he'd go North.

As Tyrus was traveling he ran into some theives that he killed easily and trained at night before he slept and finally he reached a giant city called Raigiria. Tyrus crosses his arms over his chest, "Never been to a city this big before." He thought to himself as he walks towards the city and began to explore when he heard a shout, "Get the hell out of here!!!" Tyrus stops hearing a loud crash and as he went over to check it out a man wielding a giant sword on his back stumbles out of a old tavern, "Fine I didn't want your stale tasting ale anyways!!!" This male had short spiked black hair and was well built and stood at least a few inches taller then Tyrus. He had dark green eyes and turns to see Tyrus, "What the hell are you looking at!?" He shouts as he stands up and Tyrus snorts walking passed him, "A dumbass who is over his head." Tyrus states as he walks off and the male glared as he grabs Tyrus by his shoulder and jerks him around throwing a heavy punch which Tyrus wasn't expecting and took full on sending him stumbling into a wall of a building behind him.

Tyrus slowly stood up and spits blood from his mouth and gets into a stance as the male ran at him again but this time Tyrus was ready and quickly flips him onto his back and starts punching the male repeatedly punching him and the male quickly reverses one of Tyrus's attacks and rolls onto his feet getting back into his stance.

Just after he got into his stance he heard some whistles and the male looks around and the two were suddenly surrounded by 5 dozen guards and aimed spears and swords at the two. Tyrus sighs as he holds up his hands, "Come on I didn't do a damn thing... He just attacked.... " Tyrus was cut off by a hilt of a sword hitting Tyrus in the back of the head knocking him out as the male laughed he was also hit in the back of the head.

The two woke up in a cell and stripped of all there weapons and Tyrus was sitting against a wall and crosses his arms over his chest looking annoyed at the male, "Who the hell are you?" He asked with a glare at the male who was rubbing the back of his head and looks at Tyrus, "I'm Drathos and I must say you are one tough bastard" He states as he groans a bit rubbing his bruised face and Tyrus smirks a bit, "I'm Tyrus and you really should choose your opponents better next time... I'll kill you next time you decide to pick a fight with me." He states as he glared at Drathos intently as Drathos smirked, "I'll gut you in 3 blows you puny little shit."

Tyrus yawns and lays down ignoring Drathos now and this infuriates Drathos and causes him to attack again and the two roll around the cell hitting each other over and over and finally Tyrus kicks Drathos into a wall and rolls to his feet attacking him into a wall and starts gut punching Drathos repeatedly then elbows him knocking him out cold and Tyrus smirks as he sits back down waiting for the guards to come.