XXII
The girls watched on as Baen stood in the middle of his mock training area, sweat pouring from his brow. For close to two weeks, he had been doing nothing but train. Twice he had collapsed from exhaustion and each time he would get back up and hit the grind again. Glancing around, the barbarian kicked one of the practice dummies with his hind legs while throwing his axe from his back. The weapon spun into the sky as he delivered a series of jabs and hind kicks. Soon the axe was caught from mid-air in his teeth as he wheeled around and slashed of one of the practice dummies head. Using the momentum, he followed through and slashed all of the other training dummies heads off.
A front hoof clap diverted his attention as Pinkie was the one to break his moment of rest, “Wow! Nice job Baen!”
Baen snorted as he raised a cup of water to his mouth and went back to what he was doing. The girls were starting to get worried. Baen had mentioned a few days ago the reasoning for his training, and they didn’t like it.
*
Baen sat in the library eating much of Twilight’s food and drinking a lot of fluids.
“Baen, if you keep going on like this you’ll kill yourself.”
Baen muttered mildly, “Better to die on my hooves then in bed.”
Twilight groaned, “This can’t be good for your health. I mean this is the second time you’ve collapsed and in my opinion-“
Baen cut her off with a belch, “I’ll be fine Twilight.”
Twilight was not convinced, “What I want to know is why in Equestria you are pushing so hard?”
Baen narrowed his eyes in determination as he gazed toward the Everfree, “It’s do or die, the coming weeks end I’ll defeat Kriger Kongen.”
*
Baen roared as he butchered a dead tree into practical logs. The girls could only stare as Baen continued his fierce training. After a few more scored hits, he nodded in satisfaction and then sheathed his axe. Casting the girls a look, he ventured toward the Everfree Forest. The girls gave chase, only for Baen stop and glance at them.
“Is there a reason you’re following me?”
Twilight stepped forward, “Baen in all honesty,” she glanced at her friends, “We think it be best that you hold off on fighting Kriger until you’re at full strength.”
Baen blinked and then clicked his tongue, “Yeah, not going to happen.”
Applejack got in front of him, “Listen here Baen, we understand that your pride as a warrior is probably a drivin fact here. But think fer a minute! Do ya honestly think you’ll be able to defeat Kriger in your current condition?”
Baen moved her aside, “I’m not injured, I’m fine,” he glared at them, “End of story.”
As he headed into the forest, the girls could only stare after him with mild sadness and major concern.
*
Baen stood before the massive old castle and glared at the structure. Steeling himself, he approached the structure and stood in the main hall.
“Kriger, get out here,” Baen bellowed.
“If you insist boy.”
Turning his head, he noted Kriger emerge from the shadows. The soulless holes of Kriger’s helmet gazed at the barbarian who stood ready.
Kriger paced around the Baen, who mirrored him, “Hm, I sense that you have conviction, neigh, a drive to end me this day,” Kriger tilted his head, “but you ask yourself, ‘is all my training and strength enough? Can I defeat him?’ The answer is simple.”
Baen growled, “And what’s the answer?”
Kriger gave a deep metallic chuckle, “Well, we shall see won’t we?”
Baen unsheathed his axe, “I’ll enjoy tearing you limb from limb!”
Baen pounced only to be parried by Kriger’s wave sword, “Hm.”
Kriger deflected each blow as they came, “Impressive, your stance is much stronger than last we met. Your doubt is gone, your strength and speed improved. Commendable indeed.”
Baen slashed at Kriger’s neck, inly for the armored stallion to unclasp his robe and leap over the stunned barbarian’s head. The wayward cloak obscured Baen’s vision as he felt a sting lace up his back. Whipping his head around, he noticed the slight breach in his armor and felt the surface scratch.
Kriger raised his sword, “Your armor, it’s stronger. How?”
“Well it’s simple,” he smirked, “I know a pony that hates repairing so often.”
Kriger nodded, “I see.”
Kriger stepped forward, and then the storm came. It was not a storm of rain, sleet, or snow. But instead it was a storm of thrusts. The wave sword stabbed the air in an act to get at Baen. The barbarian back stepped with each block he made, his goal was to get Kriger outside, but also to remain firm. Kriger then surged forward and slashed widely, Baen just managing to deflect it into a nearby pillar. His eyes widened when he saw the wave like blade pass through the stone, and then the pillar was cut clean in half.
Kriger approached like a wraith from the Void, “Now you see the one absolute that you face with me.”
Baen turned tail and ran out the door, the armored pone in hot pursuit. Baen ducked a swing form Krieger as he went across the rope bridge. Baen glanced back as Krieger emerged from the mist of the late afternoon as it wafted up from the canyon.
Baen looked to his side and slashed a tree trunk. Whipping around, he activated his Wrath and bucked the falling tree at Kriger. Baen’s foe did not break his stride as he front flipped over the tree, his wave sword passing through the wood as if it was air. The trunk was slashed to bits when he touched down.
“Impressive, you adapt to the situation,” Kriger leveled his sword with the barbarian, “But that will not save you from an opponent such as me.”
Kriger rushed forward…only to find Baen gone, but his voice echoed through the clearing, “And what opponent would that be Kongen?”
Kriger turned his head smoothly side to side, “An opponent that has neither quams nor hesitation with killing his adversary.”
Baen’s laugh caused Kriger to look around a tad faster, “How does that make you different?”
“Because,” Kriger stated, “I am no fool.”
Kriger whipped his sword in the direction of the trees. The air itself seemed to take on a purple sheen and sharpen like a razor. The purple air cleaved clean through a line of trees as a yell was heard. Kriger snorted as he walked through the ruined trees. Baen emerged from the wreckage of ruined lumber and glared at the stoic pony before him.
“Clever, using your environment to your advantage.”
Baen engaged his Wrath aura once more which Kriger scoffed at, “I see you do want to get serious then.”
Kriger stepped forward as small orbs of purple light ignited in the center of his helmets eye holes. The burning dots focused on Baen as a massive aura of deep purple like flames radiated of the armored opponent. Baen, undeterred, surged at Kriger and brought his axe down hard. Kriger caught the blade in mid-swing. When he did this, Baen quickly delivered a frontal jab which knocked Kriger back. Taking this opportunity, Baen blasted himself at Kriger and both ponies engaged in a flurry of blows and parry’s as they emerged into a field. Baen hacked away, but Kriger’s blows had become much faster, stronger, and held a much more deadly precision to them. Baen’s ears swiveled as he picked up a gasp. Turning his head, he noted Twilight and the girls skidding to a halt nearby.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”
Baen then screamed in pain as Kriger’s blade slashed deep into his right foreleg, blood shooting into the sky as his stance faltered. Kriger then relentlessly rained slashes on the barbarian. Deep gashes, wounds and cuts opened on the exposed skin. Baen’s Wrath aura fizzled out as he fell on his back.
Kriger sheathed his wave sword, “The battle is done,” the armored pony turned to leave.
Baen struggled to stand as Twilight moved toward him, “Take it easy,” she placed a hoof on his shoulder pad.
Baen smacked it away as he saw red and bull rushed Kriger, axe drawn, Baen wanting to make the stallion bleed.
Kriger uttered one cold word, “Fool.”
A deathly silence hung in the air. But it was soon broken by a swift ‘shunk’ sound. Baen stood, mouth a gape as he silently screamed. Kriger’s wave sword was through his chest to the crossguard, the rest, was coming out of Baen’s back.
Twilight could only scream as he fell off Kriger’s sword, “BAEN!!!!”
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God-fucking-damnit Twilight, you distracted him!
You just- fucking-
I can't even...
Sh
just got real
And that, boys and girls, is what happens when you try too hard for someone, or somepony, who doesn't want you to. They get stabbed in a forest. Sheesh Twilight, you think you would have figured it out by now. You can't be friends with/help somepony who doesn't want it. Not usually.
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It's just him being a bullheaded idiot again, as well as his pride.
......BAEN!!! YOU IDIOT! You can't just rush at your opponent like that! You might end up in a unstable condition!
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The pun? Really?
I'm kidding, you funny!
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Why yes, of course I would do that pun! I'd also tell a cripple joke, but I'm pretty sure they can't stand it.
Well... shit. Sorry Coco, but looks like you'll have to find a new coltfriend.
wow twilight, good fucking job on getting him killed.
I could rant on and on about how IDIOTIC Twilight is. Instead, I satisfy myself with saying that she is a fucking idiot and deserves to be bitch slapped.