Everything moved fast, he had completed the first task, and Syril'th had successfully completed hers aswell, at the least Azrael was impressed. As Airease described the second challenge and flew of to the pit, Azrael turned to Syril'th, " I wish you all the luck, my friend, the Gods brought both of us together to this pack on the same day, and I think we have a crucial role to play here. And I do bileave you are more than capable of doing your part, I just hope I can do mine". With this he gave her the slightest smile and took of. He caught up with Airease as they reached the entrance to the pit. Airease told him to go first, but it was a whisper, something was off there, he felt it, why would Airease need to whisper ? Probably nothing, Azrael thought, wow Azrael dont be too trusty, he thought sarcastically. His life had shown him never to trust anyone fully, always leave room for doubt.
As he and Syril'th got to the pit, Rya came with the golems she made, she was quite intimidating for her small figure, with her glowing eyes. Azrael's inside turned as he looked into the blank eye of his opponent. His Grand master had always had him fight golems, and in his little ages he would get beaten, and badly bruised by them, he would lie in a heap of pain and stare up at the blank expression of his opponent. Azrael snapped back to the present, as Rya described the rule. Azrael was happy that his blast organ was prohibited, this should be good training, he thought. It started as Rya went to the farthest side of the court. Azrael putforth his right leg, and bowed until his horns brushed the ground, not as a sign of respect to the opponent but to the arena itself, he had studied the olden ways, he had studied and practiced them for 2000 years, and now he was going to show it to those who are not already dead.
The fight started and Azrael went straight into his battle stance, he crouched, arching to the side to reduce his surface area to the opponent. They both circled eachother, waiting to find a way in. Azrael evaluated the golem's every move to find any weaknesses. Nothing is ever perfect, and soon enough he found that the wings on the golem were a bit awkwardly placed. He knew Rya was controlling them, so he smiled a knowing smile with a hint of malice, it was to keep its eyes on Azrael's face, as he gathered dust in his tail and whipped it at his opponent. The time it took for the golem to blink was all Azrael needed, he pounced forward and slammed his right talons onto the golems right foot and clamped it to the ground, Azrael waited no time and quickly used his left claw to grab the golem's head and smash it down to the floor, with a swift turn he whacked the golem's face with his tail while simultaneously biting down on it's right wing. As he had expected the imperfection gave way and the wing broke, and Azrael quickly jumped of the golem before it got out of it's stun. Now he could wait, he proved his point that he was no ordinary dragon. On his peripherals he saw Syril'th valiantly fighting her own opponent, and a part of him was happy for her, the other part was competitive.
Azrael now had the upper hand, with the golem's wing gone it would be harder to balance itself. So Azrael was back on his stance, waiting, watching. It was utterly a surprise when he saw the golem's wings levitate, and snap back into place. This was preposterous, he was fighting an opponent that knew no pain, and one that indures no damage. But something caught his eye as he saw this happen, he saw the golem's head glow brightly blue. " So that's where she has kept the reserve", he thought. Before he could think again the golem charged at him, its expression held nothing, no feeling, no honor, no determination, just blank. Azrael was partly angry at the fact that he had to fight a rejuvenating enemy, but he was downright mad at fighting something like this.
As the golem neared, Azrael jumped, using his wings to push him up, but he was a tad bit slow, and in the process the golem caught his tail, it wrapped its horns around Azrael tail and yanked him out of the sky, "a weak move", Azrael thought to himself. Azrael crashed with a thud, and quickly regained his posture, but the golem rushed him with full speed, before Azrael could fully dodge, the golem stabbed his side with its horns, it didnt go deep due to Azrael dodging, but he felt like something was ripped out of him, his magic!! Anger poured out of him, as well as blood from here he was stabbed, and he began to think, any possibility that he can get to the golem's head. He then spotted a large boulder at the end of the dome, and an idea struck, his opponent is adaptive, so he had to end it with one strike. Azrael moved with blinding speed, towards the golem, but his opponent, had learned already, and shoved him to the side, its horns dangerously close to Azrael's throat, it also blasted a colum of fire towards Azrael, something which he hadn't anticipated, it licked at Azrael's horns, missing his head by inches, he quickly ducked and rolled to his side, but he had done what he wanted to, he had gotten to the side of where his back was to the boulder. Azrael quickly swiped his tail again with dust, knowing that this time his opponent will do what he wanted. Just as intended instead of flinching, the golem charged at Azrael with full speed. Azrael turned and ran towards the boulder, as he reached it, he jumped, using his talons to grip onto the boulder, as he pushed himself backwards using his wings to counter his flow, he did a backflip over the charging golem, Azrael stretched his front right claws to reach the underside of the golems snout, he clamped it shut and dug his talons into the golems face, as he completed his back flip, he landed on the golem, his rear claws and his body weight smashing down where the pelvis would be. Azrael waited no time, and trusted his front left claw into the back of the golems neck, he dug his talons in, just as he felt it again, he felt his magic being drained, at an alarmingly quick rate, this was no ordinary golem, Azrael roared in fury, and for a split second his scales were black, his eyes glowed bright white with power, his magic began to overload, the golem took in soo much, but Azrael's reserve never drained, he smiled knowing how he looked like, and with this, he ripped the head of the golem where the magic reserve was, his scales quickly returned to white. Azrael quickly jumped of and landed as the golem fell to its side, its magical blue light still glowing bright, intact it grew brighter, and then BHOOM.
He had completed yet again, and also got a bit of revenge, and also also a bit of show of, he thought cheerfully. A fight always cheered him up. He tossed the head up, as it landed he crushed it under his claws, sending a small sonic boom, of compressed magic, unlike any other, was white.
As he and Syril'th got to the pit, Rya came with the golems she made, she was quite intimidating for her small figure, with her glowing eyes. Azrael's inside turned as he looked into the blank eye of his opponent. His Grand master had always had him fight golems, and in his little ages he would get beaten, and badly bruised by them, he would lie in a heap of pain and stare up at the blank expression of his opponent. Azrael snapped back to the present, as Rya described the rule. Azrael was happy that his blast organ was prohibited, this should be good training, he thought. It started as Rya went to the farthest side of the court. Azrael putforth his right leg, and bowed until his horns brushed the ground, not as a sign of respect to the opponent but to the arena itself, he had studied the olden ways, he had studied and practiced them for 2000 years, and now he was going to show it to those who are not already dead.
The fight started and Azrael went straight into his battle stance, he crouched, arching to the side to reduce his surface area to the opponent. They both circled eachother, waiting to find a way in. Azrael evaluated the golem's every move to find any weaknesses. Nothing is ever perfect, and soon enough he found that the wings on the golem were a bit awkwardly placed. He knew Rya was controlling them, so he smiled a knowing smile with a hint of malice, it was to keep its eyes on Azrael's face, as he gathered dust in his tail and whipped it at his opponent. The time it took for the golem to blink was all Azrael needed, he pounced forward and slammed his right talons onto the golems right foot and clamped it to the ground, Azrael waited no time and quickly used his left claw to grab the golem's head and smash it down to the floor, with a swift turn he whacked the golem's face with his tail while simultaneously biting down on it's right wing. As he had expected the imperfection gave way and the wing broke, and Azrael quickly jumped of the golem before it got out of it's stun. Now he could wait, he proved his point that he was no ordinary dragon. On his peripherals he saw Syril'th valiantly fighting her own opponent, and a part of him was happy for her, the other part was competitive.
Azrael now had the upper hand, with the golem's wing gone it would be harder to balance itself. So Azrael was back on his stance, waiting, watching. It was utterly a surprise when he saw the golem's wings levitate, and snap back into place. This was preposterous, he was fighting an opponent that knew no pain, and one that indures no damage. But something caught his eye as he saw this happen, he saw the golem's head glow brightly blue. " So that's where she has kept the reserve", he thought. Before he could think again the golem charged at him, its expression held nothing, no feeling, no honor, no determination, just blank. Azrael was partly angry at the fact that he had to fight a rejuvenating enemy, but he was downright mad at fighting something like this.
As the golem neared, Azrael jumped, using his wings to push him up, but he was a tad bit slow, and in the process the golem caught his tail, it wrapped its horns around Azrael tail and yanked him out of the sky, "a weak move", Azrael thought to himself. Azrael crashed with a thud, and quickly regained his posture, but the golem rushed him with full speed, before Azrael could fully dodge, the golem stabbed his side with its horns, it didnt go deep due to Azrael dodging, but he felt like something was ripped out of him, his magic!! Anger poured out of him, as well as blood from here he was stabbed, and he began to think, any possibility that he can get to the golem's head. He then spotted a large boulder at the end of the dome, and an idea struck, his opponent is adaptive, so he had to end it with one strike. Azrael moved with blinding speed, towards the golem, but his opponent, had learned already, and shoved him to the side, its horns dangerously close to Azrael's throat, it also blasted a colum of fire towards Azrael, something which he hadn't anticipated, it licked at Azrael's horns, missing his head by inches, he quickly ducked and rolled to his side, but he had done what he wanted to, he had gotten to the side of where his back was to the boulder. Azrael quickly swiped his tail again with dust, knowing that this time his opponent will do what he wanted. Just as intended instead of flinching, the golem charged at Azrael with full speed. Azrael turned and ran towards the boulder, as he reached it, he jumped, using his talons to grip onto the boulder, as he pushed himself backwards using his wings to counter his flow, he did a backflip over the charging golem, Azrael stretched his front right claws to reach the underside of the golems snout, he clamped it shut and dug his talons into the golems face, as he completed his back flip, he landed on the golem, his rear claws and his body weight smashing down where the pelvis would be. Azrael waited no time, and trusted his front left claw into the back of the golems neck, he dug his talons in, just as he felt it again, he felt his magic being drained, at an alarmingly quick rate, this was no ordinary golem, Azrael roared in fury, and for a split second his scales were black, his eyes glowed bright white with power, his magic began to overload, the golem took in soo much, but Azrael's reserve never drained, he smiled knowing how he looked like, and with this, he ripped the head of the golem where the magic reserve was, his scales quickly returned to white. Azrael quickly jumped of and landed as the golem fell to its side, its magical blue light still glowing bright, intact it grew brighter, and then BHOOM.
He had completed yet again, and also got a bit of revenge, and also also a bit of show of, he thought cheerfully. A fight always cheered him up. He tossed the head up, as it landed he crushed it under his claws, sending a small sonic boom, of compressed magic, unlike any other, was white.
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