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[wasn't expecting him to rush so quickly and only has enough time to leap out of the way before drawing his sword; this version is clearly something he hasn't dealt with before, words may not be effective]

[raises his sword to block the attack, but still needs to move back due to the force; he can't continuing defending forever so he swings his sword forward for an attack of his own]

[his eyes go wide, not expecting this Luke to be so fast; this will be a far more difficult fight than he expected] You... [scowls, turning around with his sword, hoping to at least throw him a fair distance off so he can use a more powerful attack]

[ ooc: lets see...according to my guide, Van would be lvl 48 at the point I pulled him out from. Nebilim is lvl. 100

...Van is so screwed. >: ]

O frigid blades pour forth! Icicle Rain!

[his eyes widen, not expecting any sort of fonic arte from Luke, but there isn't enough time to move; so he raises up his sword to try and guard against the onslaught

it hurts more than he expected] Gya-

[ ooc: sorry for disappearing and no worries, I kept expecting Van to get himself seriously hurt by underestimating an opponent at some point. would it be already to talk on IM about how this can go? Not against Van getting hurt, but I don't want him dead. xD; ]

You know, with all the talk I hear about you, you're not all what I thought you'd be.

[recovers in time to block this hit, but still needs to move back; he can't spare time for a fonic arte of his own and most other artes will leave him open for another attack. He can continue to block and guard, but another strategy will be needed, soon]

Tell me who you truly are. [looks at Luke- its eyes and hopes to get it to stall with that]

You tell me that! You were the one who created me and threw me away before I knew who I was!

[simply tries to continue blocking, hoping that whatever he's fighting against will be blinded enough to leave an opening for him to exploit] Why would I throw you away? For being weak?

Hardly the case.

[sees Luke go for his arm but doesn't stop it, instead, he tries to grab hold of Luke's wrist and pull him forward, hoping to be able to swing his sword up against him now he can keep hold of him]

Feeling a little tired?

[suddenly feels...drained, unsure as to why, then-] You can't be-! [lets go and jumps back while he still can]

...What are you?

A monster that you created.

[looks up to see the attack just about to happen and tries to leap back out of the way, but still gets caught in the blast and falls back]

Damnit...

Come on, what happen to the "Great" Commandant, master swordsman and leader of the so-call God-Generals and the Oracle Knights. I thought you'd be a challenge. Oh well, I guess maybe Cecil over exaggerated.

[gets back up, though slower than he would usually; he already had lost enough fonons as it was]

...Who is Cecil? Tell me.

Wow you really don't remember? Or maybe you're just not the Van I know...he's was my caretaker...you told him to keep an eye on me until the day I had to fulfill a prophecy...hehe, of course... I wasn't planning to sit around for seven years only to be sent to my death.

[stares back at him, eyes wide; this could have been the Luke he created]

...You knew what the Score said?

He took pity on me and told me everything. What you were planning to do, and why I was still alive despite my defects...

[stiffens; he didn't believe that his death would come so soon, of course, that was his mistake]

Why haven't you killed me ye, if it's truly that easy for you?

...

[can feel his fonons be drained, knowing that he'll lose them all if this continues; so with the strength he has left, he slams his elbow back into Luke's chest, hoping that'll be enough to get him off]