Viktor knew when he was outplayed. He pretended not to notice Farrukshiyar’s smug self satisfaction as he stepped into the training circle. Well if they wanted a show, they would bloody well get one. He smiled at Konrad as he took position in the circle. “Hmm.. I suppose I’ll have to go easy on you. I wouldn’t want to rob the recruits of their trainer, now would I?” He brought his blade into the Pflug guard.
“In yer own time.”
Konrad ignored the taunt and gripped his own sword tightly with both hands. “When an opponent completely overwhelms you, right?”
Konrad (Fight 3) vs Viktor (Fight 2). Initiative: 3 vs 4. Viktors wins. Viktor chooses to go Full Defense (+2) every turn. Viktor uses stunt Riposte: If you succeed with style on a Fight defence, you can choose to inflict a two-shift hit rather than take a Boost. All bonuses included in rolls results.
Round 1: 5 vs 3, Konrad deals 2 stress damage to Viktor
Round 2: 3 vs 4, Viktor uses fate to succeed with style and riposte
Round 3: 2 vs 4, Viktor succesfully defends
Round 4: 2 vs 3, Viktor succesfully defends
Round 5: 2 vs 5, succeed with style & riposte
Round 6: -1 vs 6, succeed with style & riposte
Round 7: 4 vs 8, succeed with style & riposte. Konrad invokes Hardened Veteran to increase his attack to 6, blocking the riposte.
Round 8: 3 vs 6, succeed with style & riposte
Viktor defeats Konrad
Viktor didn’t even see the first attack coming. Konrad’s blade flashed past his guard and nicked his right arm. He barely had time to recover before the second attack came rushing his way.He desperately managed to deflect it and return with a riposte, landing a shallow hit on the Master of Arms. Konrad’s assault continued unrelenting, leaving Viktor no room to go on the offensive. Briefly he wondered if the man was actually trying to kill him, but he pushed the thought away and concentrated on the fight.
Konrad slowly circled around Viktor. “Alright lad… Time to get serious. Are you going to stand there all day?” The Princeguard refused to rise to his challenge and kept up his guard. He had suffered enough defeats during practice to know what happened when you attack recklessly. Despite the neverending rain of blows, Viktor managed to hold his guard and retaliate. Tough the man didn’t even seem to feel it. In fact it only seemed to make him attack harder and faster. But then Viktor horribly mistimed a defense against an overhead swipe.
As the veteran brought his sword down, Viktor realised he would be never be in time to deflect it. Not with his sword still in a low guard. So instead of trying to dodge it he dived into the attack, while at the same time swinging the pommel of his blade in the direction of the older man’s face. The blows landed near simultaneously. Konrad’s sword connected with the younger man’s shoulder before the veteran could put his full strength into the swing and glanced off harmlessly. The iron pommel of Viktor’s blade on the other hand, smashed into the man’s lower jaw unimpeded and sent him reeling.
Konrad stumbled backwards and crashed down on one knee, clutching his jaw in pain. Viktor stepped back and nursed his sore shoulder. His mind raced as it tried to process what happened in the last few minutes. Did he just win? He could scarcely believe it. His cheeks were flushed, his hands were shaking and his breath came in ragged gasps, but the realisation that he beat the Master of Arms in a fair one-on-one contest nevertheless brought a grin to his face.
The smile froze on his lips when the veteran shook off the hit like it was nothing, grabbed his sword and stood back up. Viktor quickly retreated a few steps and brought his blade back into the Nebenhut position. As Konrad readied himself for another attack Viktor tried to hide a flash of annoyance. Inwardly he cursed himself for celebrating prematurely. What would it take to bring this guy down? Had Konrad just been toying with him?
The Duke’s words echoed across the training grounds and both combatants slowly lowered their weapons. Konrad with obvious reluctance, while VIktor tried not to look too relieved. He glanced around the courtyard and was surprised to see that the prince had only just left the grounds. It felt like he had been fighting Konrad for hours, when in reality it had only been a few moments. He tried to regain his composure as he approached the Duke.
“It was a nice trick. Perhaps not the most... elegant solution to being overwhelmed, but effective.” He rewarded Viktor with a curt nod. “I am glad to see that Konrad’s teachings rubbed off on at least one of you around here” the Duke said before he turned and left the training grounds, followed closely by the Field Marshall and the Lord Bishop. With the training over and the others minding their own business, Viktor headed back to his room. He needed a bath.