Chapitre 11: Lansseax
The beam of red lightning as thick as a car shot from Lansseaxs mouth, Aerion felt the hair on his arm rise as ozone filled the surrounding air but ignored it as he used every ounce of his Godly strength to throw the spear into the wide open mouth.
The flame covered spear felt as heavy as a small dragon with all the condensed flame weighing it down, said spear roared as it flew through the air towards the dragon.
The lightning however screeched as it met the spear and the two elements came to a standstill and a large explosion sent both the Dragon and God flying backwards.
Aerion hit a mountain behind him with a heavy crunch as his armour exploded inwards and causing him to cough out blood as he gasped in pain.
Lansseax crashed through a mountain with a large crash that shook the ground, Aerion stood and reconjured his armour to fix the dent and then rushed towards the dragon.
Said dragon was rolling back onto their front as their jaw was suddenly pierced from underneath pinning the dragon's tongue to the roof of its mouth.
Lansseax thrashed her body back and forth in pain as boiling thick blood dripped down the spear, lightning suddenly rained from the sky meaning that Aerion needed to drop back unless he wanted to be struck.
The dragon screeched, ripping the spear painfully through her tongue and dislodging it from her jaw. The dragon turned its vivid golden eyes to Aerions form and roared in rage.
Aerion felt a grin lighting his face as lightning suddenly started to strike down around him, he started to run at high speeds as the lightning seemed to follow him but only ever bit at his ankles.
He dashed back and forth as lightning rained down upon him, of course Lansseax took advantage of his scrambling by flying towards him and landing almost directly on top of the teenager.
He dodged under a sudden swipe of her lightning covered claws and then dashed backwards in a blur to avoid a sudden lightning strike.
He dashed back towards the dragon and barely pierced its scaled muscled chest with his spear, still blood poured from the shallow wound.
Fire seemed to trail from the teenagers movements as he avoided even more claw swipes and dozens of lightning bolts while enacting a simple tactic.
Death by a thousand cuts.
The end of his spear was covered in bubbling dragons blood as it quickly sliced away at the dragon's hide.
Lansseax seemed to grow more and more agitated as the seconds ticked by and made her anger known by standing on her two back legs and with a roar conjured a rod of red lightning in her right front claw.
The lightning made his hair stand on end and his eyes widened as the lightning rod dozens of metres long changed up the very air surrounding the pair.
He dashed away as fast as possible only to get caught in the backlash when Lansseax smashed the rod into the ground beside him causing him to be electrocuted with a grunt and be thrown into the mountain with a crash.
His armour once again exploded inwards from the sheer kinetic energy, he groaned as the metal shrapnel tore his back open.
Lansseax hovered above the body of the teenager with victory in her heart as she took a large breath and suddenly used her liquid molten breath onto the teenager below.
That was a mistake.
The fire turned inwards and suddenly shot back at the dragon causing said dragon to choke and fall to the floor below with a crash.
The fight continued on far longer than it should have as days of continuous fighting passed.
Aerion leaned away from a claw and then dashed forward to avoid a sudden lightning bolt coming from Lansseaxs mouth, he used the opportunity while he was close to pepper the large dragon's torso with shallow cuts that leaked blood.
He then dashed towards the dragon's tail and with a grunt of exertion he planted his spear through the soft body part and pinned it painfully to the ground causing Lansseax to growl.
A sudden blast of lightning exploded from the dragon's body sent Aerion back with lightning burns covering his shirtless bloody form.
Both parties had gotten their fair hits in, both parties were covered in their own blood. Their wounds had already healed from the first days fighting so Lansseax had access to her tongue which she put to good use insulting the God and screaming in rage whenever he got one over on her.
Aerion had stopped conjuring his armour for it always dented, torn and ripped into his skin ending up doing more harm than good when it came to sheer blunt force.
His cloak was in tatters wrapped around his shoulders, his arm braces tightly wrapped around his forearms, dark dragon leather trousers and boots falling into pieces the longer the fight went on.
Hundreds of spears laid around the battlefield with dozens of shield sized scales accompanying them.
Lansseax was bloody herself as although the wounds healed the dried blood still covered her roaring form.
As she roared Aerion saw his opportunity and before she could react conjured a spear that he threw at maximum velocity at her neck.
The spear found itself lodged in the now panicking dragon's neck as gallons of blood suddenly spewed from the wound.
Lansseaxs eyes widened in surprise and fear as she noticed the sheer amount of blood leaving her body.
This was a fight ending move all Aerion now had to do was outlast her.
This was the best fight he had ever had in his life.
He didn't want to win with a cheap shot.
Lansseax fell to the ground as the blood continued to pour out like a tap, the fight leaving the dragon quickly.
The spear in the dragon's throat suddenly caught alight with the gods flame, Aerion walked over to the dragon's neck and pulled his spear free allowing his flame to fully cauterise the wound.
Aerion walked back to his starting position and pointed his flaming spear at the mighty dragon.
"Fight"
The words echoed around the large clearing, the order in the words clear as day.
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