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Velhart (Arc the Lad Collection) |
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As the sole representative of the Arc the Lad 3 crew - the only member of the cast to survive a booting from the annals of the DL before the season began - the valiant swordsman Velhart has a great burden to bear. While he must fight the usual great fight for a championship title, he must also do his best to uphold the glorious name of his forlorn companions! The famed general Debonair will be a great start on Velhart's road to fame: a popular and respected foe falling to Velhart's superior swordsmanship would be just the ticket for a comback! After a couple quick slashes from Velhart's mighty Life Stealer sword, and perhaps a nasty surprise in OMEGA Buster, this stalwart swordsman will be well on his way to glory. |
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Legendary general Quass Debonair has been an established swordsman for quite some time, as a victor in two famous Ogre Battle wars, but he has rarely crossed swords with anyone as talented as Velhart. While Velhart's arena-tested fighting style is impressive, Debonair has several advantages in this epic battle. Debonair should be able to bypass Velhart's musou defenses with his long-distance blade attack, and his amazing speed should allow him to get the jump on his powerful opponent. What seals the victory for Debonair is his tremendous defenses, which allows him to shrug off Velhart's life-draining physicals. It will be a long and epic battle, but in the end Debonair will prove victorious. |
Superaielman Debonair glanced at the notes provided to him. "Only survivor of the Arc the Lad 3 purge... immune to normal physical attacks.. strong and fast.. Seems the odds are stacked against me." Debonair shook his head. "Mmm. There -is- a way to win, I'm sure of it." Jogging, he went to go pay a visit to the DL maintaince crew, to pay a visit to Lucca Ashtear, who ran the program. === Debonair stood in the ring, dressed in an odd outfit. Instead of his normal armor, he had on light clothing and boots, with the shirt in several bright, jarring colors. Velhart saw Debonair, shrugged, and dropped into Mushu. Debonair grinned, and waved his hand. The arena's lights flickered.. then went black. Debonair sprung into motion. Sheathing his sword, Debonair ran around the ring as fast as he could, creating a blur of colors. The constant motion made Velhart dizzy. Repeated stabs at the colors only netted him misses, and Debonair's Sonic Strike attack both broke his defenses and layed a painful hit with each successful blow. Velhart wasn't worried, though. The stinging blows had only strengthed his Omega Buster attack, and he had roughly figured out Debonair's pattern. "It's over." Dropping into his fighting stance, Velhart keyed in on the spinning colors, which had seemed to slow down, as if going in for a kill. "OMEGA BUSTER!" The deadly attack shredded the spinning colors. Velhart smiled, victorious. No one could stand up to that. To his shock, the lights came back on as soon as his blow had struck home. He saw a battered sword being spun around by a grinning Debonair, with a few tattered strips of cloth whirling around the blade. Debonair twirlled the clothing around for a second, then raised his blade to his chest. Charging in at full speed, he sighed. "You're a good fighter. Too bad you fell for such a simple tactic." Debonair reached Velhart and plunged the blade into his throat, making quick work of the still stunned warrior. Debonair walked out of the ring, shirtless and without a care in the world. Walked over to Lucca, bowed, picked up her hand, and kissed it. "That good enough, my dear?" With a giggle as a response, Debonair sauntered away, proud in winning a match no one had thought he had a chance in. Velhart: 17 |
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