The Mayhem In The Skies: Part 2

Pulling my sword back, I used the guards on my forearm to hold the sword stroke. Thus I saved my sword from being unable to use. So thanks to this, I acted quickly and pushed the sword away, went around the captain, and aimed it at the captain's head.

However, since I was seconds away from attacking him, the magical ropes he used, held me down and they pulled me back. I bounced back and forth and stayed in the air for some time. And because they pulled my body out of nowhere, I swayed and lost my focus. But then, I put my sword in my left hand, cut the ropes at once and I got rid of them. I had a thought that I might return to attacking him this time, but the captain, knowing this was an opportunity, punched me with his other hand.

And I protected myself by aiming my shoulder at the impact and avoiding it. But the blow had dragged me all the way to the deck, the distance between me and the captain had been decoupled.

So I pushed myself out of the ground, and reviewing the possibilities I had, I prepared an attack plan for myself based on the rest of my time. I couldn't have done such an unnecessary act, just so it would leave me to deal with him longer and create much more issues afterward.

I started to approach him quickly and kept my sword in a proper position. However, at the same time as me, the ropes of the ship began to come over me. They were aimed directly at the vital points of my body, maneuvering, and accelerating.

But I had a blocking plan in mind against this.

I was cutting the incoming ropes on the one hand and distancing myself from them with various movements on the other hand. I was focusing on the smallest detail and blocking the incoming moves as much as possible. They seemed to increase as I cut the ropes, but it wasn't slowing me down. Cutting the ropes and passing through the corners of the ship, I climbed the mast of the ship and, taking two steps, I got to the central part of it.

And that was enough for me.

Jumping from the mast, I cut the ropes in front of me once again and reached where the captain was.

But once again he stopped me.

When I was about to attack, the captain raised his hand, with the ring on his finger, and said loudly,

"Rise!"

And the big ship suddenly started to rise. Because of this, I experienced a slight loss of balance, and captain used it to give me a kick. However, I got away from the kick by leaning to the left.

Our clash was a signifying message that our battle was going to cause many more evil things if it got longer and condemned into our hearts. And at the same time, it was a thing or two to finish it for both of us.

It was remarkable.

While he shook his sword towards my chin vertically, he held his sword forward, in a formation that he would think he can get me like that. But since his move was completely dependent on speed, he didn't realize how unstable that was and allowed me to stop the sword blow.

I pulled my sword down and pushed his sword down, so just I can support myself with my sword. Then gave him a kick in the head. He was stunned, covered with his own blood that came from his nose, and got backward by the kick.

With my sword, I struck once again towards his sword, making him lean to the left. That way I could move my sword like water, and fly through his chest. But he put his arm in front of himself and shielded his arm against his chest.

The sword was stuck in his arm and bleeding heavily. I was pretty sure that I hit a vital vein that caused him to bleed like this. But just like the pain was great, he endured the pain greater, and grasping my sword with the inside of his palm, he pulled me to himself. I knew he was going to hit me with his head, so I hit him in the skull with the palm of my hand without moving it much more.

However, this had left me vulnerable, so he grabbed the sword in his palm with a strong grip, turned around himself, and threw me into the air along with his sword.

I felt the difficulty of moving more and more every second when I was in the air, but I turned my head down, distracting him from what I was going to do, and did somersaults to increase my speed.

I was approaching as fast as I could so that all he could do was hold his sword towards me and go in a defensive position. Since it was the last thing he could do at that moment.

I was moving at my own pace with assurance, but what I wanted to do was something more than that. The maneuvers I made, the spots I attack, and the attack speeds I make. It was all in order to convince the captain that I was a fast attacker. Just like the illusion I created in front of his eyes, with the circumstances that I created. He was staying still, waiting for me to go straight to the attack.

But that's when I realized that I had to implement my plan. Just as I was about to approach him, and clash with him, I slowed down my fall, took good aim, and threw my katana toward him.

He was quite surprised. But he was fast enough to escape the sword.

However, just like before, it was a part of my plan.

And just as I wanted, when he ran away from the sword, my kick had already reached his head. He received the blow, and he got completely distracted by it, with his head going down bending. So I took my sword, which fell next to me at that time and instantly opened a wound in his chest.

My goal was to stab the sword deep into his chest and immobilize him without causing heavy damage. But because he was pulled over at the last moment, I was only able to open a large wound, right in the middle of his chest.

And when he got back, he slightly moved his hand over the wound he received and touched it, making his hand covered with blood. He then looked at his blood and shook his hand.

It was sure he didn't like it.

The quiet hatred in his eyes, the blood flowing from his lip, and the combination of the deep breaths he took with the slow movements of his eyes explained how much his seriousness about the situation had increased and how much anger he was feeling.

Then, shouting sharply, he raised his hand, which had a ring on its finger, again in the same way and activated some kind of power. However, this time the ship did not rock. The cannons on the ship turned to the inside and were now aimed at me.

As it turned out that there was another weapon that could be used against me, the ropes of the ship kept coming and they were preventing me from making any attacks. The top of the ship had officially returned to the battlefield, and it had been going on nonstop for these minutes. The cannons were firing, the ropes were trying to slow me down and hold me down. And I was using all my speed and was responding to them. However, while I was focusing on them, the captain caught my vulnerability and shook his fist at me when I didn't expect it at all.

After I had taken the punch, the ropes suddenly grabbed me and pulled me back. I thought about fighting back, but I suddenly realized, that I cut the ropes off so much to defend myself that they multiplied by many, and didn't have the time to deal with all of them.

They surrounded me and began to tie me to the mast in the middle of the ship so that I could not move.

Although I thought that the technique I used had no flaws, the mistakes I made while applying the technique activated the captain's plan and put me in a very difficult situation. Even though it was something I would rather unsee, I had unwittingly led myself into a trap.

And the captain, closing his hand, continued to command the ropes. He was taking slow steps toward me and wiping the blood on his chest with the inside of his palm. After that very moment he got into a serious form, he knew he would get me if acted so calmly. And as said, he was and he did.

But as he was holding his chest, I also saw the ring on his finger, shine once more.

At first, it came to my mind that it could be something to keep from getting hurt since it was the type I most faced.

But it was not.

I was so sure now, that the captain's ring was in control of the ship, and was the one that helped to use both the ropes and the cannons. And since he could use that once again, leaving me like that, I knew I should have reached it and taken the ring from him.

After the captain's signal, I threw my sword as high as I could and caused every part of my body to be wrapped with ropes. I thought I could get his attention one more time, but he didn't care if I threw my sword or not. Because he already had a grudge in his eyes that was focused to stop me. He was looking me in the eye, thinking that I was going to use him again to create another distraction.

Then he talked, but still with deep breaths that were caused by the pain of the scar,

"Everything you've done is for nothing... The answer you will always have will be the most painful and the one that stops you, whether what you have is only for a profit or for the people you are trying to help. That's why it doesn't just annoy me, it drives me crazy that you're wasting the power you have for a war that won't eventually get you anything."

I couldn't see around me and the ropes were starting to tighten my body more and more. The captain shouted once more,

"It's all coming to an end now! Fire!"

While he was talking to me, he was preparing to make his last move, but on the timing of my katana falling, the ropes around me broke in half in the middle and put me back in a position to move around.

I moved comfortably outside again. Grabbed my sword in the air and walked away from there. But on the other hand, the captain still seem to be aware that I was going to escape this trap. Because he was so calm in a condition like that.

Because my fear and my hesitation, was a factor that would slow me down, I moved toward my target without exhausting my mind. However, at that moment, with a strange smile, he suddenly responded to me by retreating to the corner, firing the ball behind him.

It was quite difficult for me to escape.

And now that he knew my moves thoroughly, I couldn't put a mind game on it. That's why I responded by surprising him. Grasping my sword tightly, I cut the ball that was coming at me with a deep breath in half, and aimed it directly at him.

And when the captain brandished his sword, I dodged his blow by leaping to the right and left sides. I hit him in the head with an elbow, slowing him down. Then I gave him a kick and a punch to the stomach and also to the head. The captain grabbed my kick and waved his sword at me. However, bending down, I grabbed his other arm and kicked him in the face with my other foot.

And leaping back, when we got away from each other, I landed on the ground once again and the captain laughed at me,

"Was it all just for a kick?"

Then he raised his hand again, and shouted,

"Fire!"

But this time the ship had not fulfilled the captain's order. Because the sparkle that caught his eye at that moment, was the ring swinging on my sword. I had already taken his ring and I was pointing it at him. And at the time, captain was trying to figure out what had happened. He was surprised, confused. Looking around like a mad man.

He said,

"Your anger has blinded your eye, and mine has dulled my sword. But until the last moment, you chose to implement what was in your heart, not what was in your mind. That's why this is the end of you."

"What do you know, huh! You are just a piece of metal that got in my way! And I will never, ever stop without killing you!"

The captain couldn't control himself after my words and went on the attack again. Until the last moment, he trusted only his anger, even though how often he fell for his own mistakes without realizing.

So when he raised his hand, I had already cut off his chest with my sword.

He was wounded.

And clutching his chest, walked back involuntarily with slow steps. Until he tripped and fell from all these heights and from the ship. When he fell out of the ship into the depths of the sea, he was completely finished. And since we were above the sea, the ship had easily landed at sea, and my victory was nonetheless crystal clear.