Chapter 8: Protector and Killer
The two prepared stared each other down, readying for a fight.
Venator ran forward quickly, in a single sling the figure threw fire at Venator. In quick reflex, he moved to the side, missing the orb as more continued being thrown at him. Now close to the figure, he raised his sword up, sending it crashing down on the mage.
The mage moved back, but the sword managed to slash him. He looked at his arm, a long cut down to his hand now lay bare.
The opponent became more enraged at the sight of his wound. From his cloak, he took out a dagger.
From magic against blade, blades clashed against each other. Slashing, blocking, and using their magic against one another but to no avail. Metal clashed against each other as they tried to land a hit, fire slammed all around causing black spots to spawn on every surface around them.
As he prepared another swing, the figure stabbed Venator in the chest. Retracting it quickly while Venator moved back.
Seeing his wound Venator began slashing faster than before as he slashed more and more. With more attempts, the user continued trying to move away, now on the defensive, now attempting to use his flames to hit him.
Pillars rose around as orbs continued being thrown, streaks of fire striking some. Venator continued shifting to different pillars, creating more or hiding for cover.
Hit after hit, the opponent became exhausted, clothes torn from cuts and body riddled with wounds. Wounded and bleeding out, he leaned on the wall, defeated.
With little hesitation, Venator drove his blade into the chest of the defeated user, killing him, the fight was over. Retracting his blade, he checked the wound on his chest, bleeding out, he clenched it with his hand.
"How many more left?" He asked. Tired from the fight.
Venator entered through the gate. Inside, it was a town, empty and silent as the people trapped continued clamoring, the walls held on strong despite their continued strikes on it.
The smell of smoke caught Venator's attention, looking around, there was no sign of fire burning. The scent continued until he looked at the trees beyond the bridge. Fire began burning the trees, slowly spreading to more.
"Oh no." Venator readied his hand, a frosty mist began forming.
After a few seconds, streaks of ice were released, aimed at the fires. It reached from beyond the bridge to them, but the longer it went, the smaller it became.
Upon landing, it was already small and thin, but ice started spreading throughout the charred trees.
The sound of fire alerted him once more, now behind him. As he turned around, an orb of flame was already close to him
The orb burned through the fabric, sending Venator to the dirt. Feeling as his chest became charred and burned.
Venator quickly got up from the injury, coughing profusely.
From the gates, another user was stood, this time though, both hands held red fire.
Another opponent, another fight. Venator grabbed his blade from the ground.
The two looked at each other, waiting for one of them to make the first move.
For a minute, they kept their stare at each other. Venator's hand was enveloped by cold mist while the other hand gripped onto the sword's handle tightly.
The figure slung a ball of flame forward, in a second, Venator raised a pillar. But after landing onto it, a circular hole formed through the hole as the flame continued pushing through until completely dissipating, nearly going through. Venator looked in shock but quickly focused on the fight again.
A streak of ice from Venator's hand streaked to the user, with both of his own hands, he retaliated sending a large line of flame. The ice and fire met each other in the air, a stalemate beginning as the ice continued flowing while the fire kept melting through it.
Locked, Venator slowly walked forward, readying his blade while the user was still preoccupied, but as he approached, the flame began melting more of the ice, forcing Venator back as he continued.
The two stayed frozen, stagnant as ice and fire clashed in the air, a pool of water formed in the middle, growing in size quickly.
Venator approached slowly. As he went closer, he ran forward while the flame and ice kept fighting. The stagnant melting ceased, he began swinging at the user, using ice with his attacks.
An orb of flame headed straight for his head, with little time he tried forming a pillar of ice. The flame melted quickly through, slamming into Venator, throwing him on the ground again.
The figure began melting the ice wall trapping the soldiers as Venator tried getting up, struggling and breathing heavily as he felt his chest, feeling a larger part burned from the attack.
Once he got up, the wall was broken through, shattered away. The crowd charged straight at him while the figure began running away, passing through the crowd into the forested path.
In haste, he formed a wall of ice in front of him, burning the ground brightly before they could reach him.
"BACK UP!" He yelled at the crowd, the faces of the people were of rage and anger as they started charging through the line of fire without fear.
"Guess they're too brainwashed." Venator thought. With little time and the user escaping, Venator formed an ice wall behind the flames.
He took a few steps behind, turning towards the river another plan formed in his head. A streak of ice struck the flowing river, creating a path of ice in it's wake. Ventor began moving the streak forward, creating a makeshift path.
In little time, he ran across the ice. Trying to not fall as he ran on it.
On the other side, he chased down the user, running on the path. The user was nowhere to be seen but Venator kept running, determined. A crowd of people was already behind him, chasing him from behind while their shouts echoed through the forest.
Venator started forming another wall of ice behind him, blocking the entire path as soldiers stopped in their pursuit. As he kept running, his back was slammed by fire. He began feeling immense pain, his cloak was burned through. Annoyance and hatred now filled Venator, looking around at trees with ice and a sword.
"COME OUT AND FIGHT YOU COWARD, YOU SEND PEOPLE INSTEAD TO TRY AND KILL ME?" He yelled in bitter rage, the crowd was reaching to Venator as he looked around.
Angered, he formed more walls of ice around the crowd.
He began calming down while looking at the trees, trying to find the user.
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