-Xeios, City of Asayis, Xain Fire Legion Insitute-Dodge. Twist. Grab. Evade. Throw. Grind. Press.
Twist.
Aurion's foot rested on another Vis' neck, pressing hard against against it as he twisted his arm backwards so far that the other Vis quickly began screaming in pain and tapping on the floor with his free hand. Aurion immediately let the Vis trainee go, which was quickly followed by the clapping of dozens of Vis having watched him fight.
"Well done, Cadet Aurion; you disabled and subdued Cadet Casahim in only eight moves." The instructor spoke, clapping his hands, "Very impressive."
"Thank you, Instructor." Aurion replied, bracing his fingers against each other as he bowed, "Have I passed this test, then?"
"With flying colours, Cadet. You will be moved up to the 4th Nadesko for additional evaluation." The instructor replied with a smile, "But...I did not recognise the style you used, Cadet. What was it?"
Aurion hesitated for a moment, something which was noticed by a few keen eyes, "A...sub-style of Kaizas Dur, it's a style which focuses on quick, disabling, and powerful blows to end fights before using up too much energy."
"Excellent, then you won't mind showing to me then?"
"Grand Commander Xahravantis, sir!' The instructer spoke in surprise, bowing alongside the other cadets. Aurion hesitated a bit, stunned by the Commander's words, before he bowed as well.
The Grand Commander strode into the training chambers, bereft of his ceremonial armor and dressed in combat fatigues as he stared Aurion down. "Fight me, Cadet. Depending on how long you last, you
might be eligible for another promotion." Xahravantis stated, the large Vis man standing almost a head taller than the young Aurion
"Yes...Grand Commander." Aurion replied slowly, watching as the Grand Commander took a stance on the fighting mat
Aurion took a stance as well, heedless of the disbelieving stares of his fellow Cadets. This fight was impossible to win; as even he understood that fighting against the century-old Grand Commander of the Fire Legions was an exercise in futility.
But that didn't mean he was going to let that asshole Commander just show him up.
タイタンの攻撃/Shingeki no Kyojin/Attack On Titan OST - Army GoAurion charged at Xahravantis with a burst of speed that had seemingly caught the Commander off-guard, but Xahravantis caught Aurion's fist before it made contact; using Aurion's momentum to flip him over with a chop to his neck that sent him to the ground. Aurion quickly twisted, ignoring the pain as he landed on his feet and slid away from the Commander with one swift gliding movement.
Xahravantis grinned, gripping his fist tightly as he nodded his head; daring Aurion to try once more.
The cadet paced slowly, analysing Xahravantis as he tried to think of angle from which to approach him. The Grand Commander had very few vulnerable areas, and the ones that Aurion did see were obviously being deliberately exposed for him to try and attack.
Suddenly, Aurion caught a glimpse of something that might have been his only way in. It was simple, and if he failed he would be defeated instantly, but...
It was worth the risk.
He sped forward once more, this time running directly towards Xahravantis without any inclination of sidestepping. The Grand Commander readied himself in bemusement, getting into position to throw Aurion once more. Just as he was about to grasp the younger Vis, however, Aurion disappeared from view; having pivoted on his feet to spin around to the Grand Commander's side. Xahravantis, though surprised by the attack, blocked the fist Aurion sent his way with ease.
Too easily.
"A feint!" Xahravantis realised too late, as Aurion's knee slammed into his back; causing him to wretch with pain
The cadet followed with a flurry of punches and kicks, looking almost disorganised as the Vis broke through Xahravantis' weakened defenses with his sheer number of attacks. The ones which connected were stronger than the ones which were blocked, proving to the Grand Commander's surprise that Aurion was calculating every blow. As he caught a blow aimed with his face, Xahravantis angrily twisted the fist; wanting to end the fight quickly.
As Aurion's knee collided with his jaw, the realisation that Aurion had sacrificed his hand to land one heavy blow hit him
hard. He staggered back, struggling to retain his battle composure, as he beheld Aurion rushing towards him more; obviously intent on ending the fight.
As Xahravantis took his battle stance, he lamented how his next strike would deplete so much of the cadet's energy; he didn't like to crush the dreams of the aspiring cadets, especially ones with such potential, but it had to be done...
Dodge. Twist. Grab. Evade. Throw. Slam. Grind. Press. And...
Rip.
A blow, glowing hand was held up high; before slowly fading away into translucent energy particles. One Vis stood over the other, his foot pressed onto the other's neck as his expression showed pure pride and delight.
"A fine bout, Cadet Aurion." Xahravantis spoke, getting his foot off of Aurion's neck, "A fine bout indeed."
Aurion stifled a scream as he held his right arm, now
bereft of a hand. He looked up to the Grand Commander, slowly standing up despite his injury, and replied, "You...as well, Grand Commander..."
He fell to his knees, the pain overwhelming him as he nearly lost consciousness.
"You've inflicted more blows upon me than any other Cadet at this academy, you've earned promotion to 3rd Nadesko. Had you not lost your hand, then you'd have been promoted to 2nd." Xahravantis spoke, "Let this be a lesson; when tackling an enemy stronger than you, fighting head on will result in only death. That is why in those situations one must either flee, and fight another day; or fight with cunning, and thus outsmart the enemy. Cadet Aurion fought with cunning, and dealt quite a few blows in the process; but did not have the wisdom to change his attack pattern, and thus he was de-handed."
"Well done Cadet," The Grand Commander spoke, "You have promise, but understand that what you know is not even a fraction of what you do not know; and strive to become an even greater warrior in time."
He then crouched down, whispering in Aurion's ear,
"I'd advise you to endeavour to make your Style less obvious as well, Cadet." Xahravantis whispered, to Aurion's alarm,
"I do not usually permit Unregistered Styles, but you've made excellent use of yours; so I shall."The Grand Commander then stood up, leaving the shocked and injured Aurion on the floor. The cadet gritted his teeth in frustration, as he finally passed out and the other awed cadets carried him to the infirmary.