Kriishens The Invincible Race

A Fight For Shangrall

Author: Kall.Berti

Editor & Translator: Shaduum

Before launching the fight, Shangrall looked at his father as if waiting for his approval.

Outside the circle, he saw all the movement under the legs of the giants who didn't even seem to be bothered by his presence.

_You know very well that I am against this type of violence. Tallium scolded in the Kriishen language.

_Do you not like a fight?

_Not one that results from tolus insults and generates gratuitous and meaningless violence, because of something called arrogance.

_But you are not a warrior?

_I've been a warrior and soldier and I regret a lot of stupid things I did. And for being my daughter, it makes me suffer, seeing you expose yourself to ridicule like that.

But Shangrall wanted blood and action, not advice.

_I thought you could give me some instructions that would facilitate my combat and not criticism.

_Shangrall, your biggest flaw is your arrogance. Tallium ended having the complete certainty that Shangrall was his daughter without a shadow of a doubt, because she spoke and acted as he always did in the past.

_Okay Dad, thank you very much for telling me that, it helped me a lot in my self-esteem. Seriously, it really helped me. But now look and maybe learn something from me.

Saying this, she was led by the giants, so that she could fight.

_Are you afraid little brave? sneered Gigantinhus, turning in his hands, his heavy sword.

_The diaclo that I'm afraid of someone like you, I change my name.

_Serious? How about ratuc, the fearful little imperial princess?

_Shangrall, you are fighting in our territory and with a giant. And according to our law, the loser, if not destroyed, will be obliged to change his name to a minor, according to the wishes of the one who defeated him. Do you accept this? Krashiri asked as the referee of the fight.

_Yes I do. She responded eagerly.

_And you Gigantinhus? Also agree with that?

_But of course yes, father Krashiri, but if I win I'll want to change my name too.

_So start the fight and let the best win. Finished Krashiri.

Then both opponents, stood in front, greeting each other so that soon after, quick and agile blows could be delivered simultaneously. , while some of them dispersed, breaking the circle.

The scene was curious, as the combat between them showed why Shangrall's race was the most feared in the galaxy. Its smaller size was not an impediment to that fight that was so unequal.

With strong blows to the point of releasing sparks from their swords, Gigantinhus tried in vain to hit Shangrall, who dodged his attacks with great agility and counterattacked hitting successive blows on the sword of Gigantinhus, who was not understanding his tactics.

_What is little kriishen doing father Krashiri? He asked in the language of the giants, distrusting Shangrall, who despite having the opportunity, would not strike a single blow that was not on the giant's sword.

_I think she is trying to break your sword son.

Shangrall listened when Krashiri told Gigantinhus, which was supposed to be a secret, as she also understood Gigantinhus.

And she just decided not to eliminate him from where she was, because she knew how much the emperor liked that useless sycophant.

Pressing his lips together with his teeth, Tallium hoped this fight would be over soon.

He dreaded its ending because he knew Shangrall was up to something, because in her eyes he saw a little bit of himself.

_I think your tactic will not work, little kriishen.

_Doesn't matter what you say to me, big talker, what matters to me is that I'll beat you.

_Beat me? You can only be delusional.

And clancs and clancs, swords that clattered and clanged almost relentlessly and with extreme violence.

Tallium didn't understand how the little kriishen was fighting so well that way, if in the first diaclo he met her, fighting with her, she was so untrained and confused that she didn't even seem to know how to hold a sword right let alone use her in the way she did now.

Now she attacked and blocked with strong and precise strikes, just as she didn't seem to mind the difference in size and strength of her opponent, as she believed she was more than capable of beating him.