Duel Arena

[BlazeWolf]

*Scoffs and laughs* You think this is my first battle with summons, sorcerer? Far from it. Time to stop hiding behind your puppets and fight like a true warrior. *casts a summon banishment spell on the fiend, sending it back to its ethereal plane, then points a sword at the magician, raising his voice to be heard throughout the crumbling arena* Stand and face me yourself, Coward!

[Guardian White Dragon]

*Suddenly a blade flashes into Issace's side then a dark twisted voice speaks*

"Coward... Who's a coward it is a simple strategy. Use summons to weaken the opponent then move in for blood. And as for Chaos well let me just say... He does not like for others to control him he tolerates me controlling him but others he will more than likely kill."

*Dekrosna then fades into the shadows and reappears a few feet away from Issace. Suddenly the ground breaks and the clouds clear from the sky and a bright beam of light shines down on a black abyssal pit that glows with a red aura. bother light and abyss mix together and Chaos reappears ignoring the Summon Banishment spell upon the arena.*

"Oh he's mad. Well I hope that you enjoy pain along with sever injuries and the annihilation of what gives you your powers... Chaos can slay any Demon and Vanquish any Angel he is a balance of both thus he is hated by Dark servants and despised by Angels and no mere human can like him either but then again I am no mere human now am I."

*Black flames rise up around Dekrosna and a blood red crystal encases his body and light energy swirls around the crystal and the black flames. A few minutes pass and the crystal shatters and a person with the wings and horns of a dragon, silver and black fur, tail and barb of a wyvern and the body covered by plate mail armor of silver black gold and red all mixing together and a single sphere of pure light energy in the chest of the armor. The person raises a black and red blade and says in a bone chilling death like tone*

"Prepare your self for now you face Voralkor, The Soul Reaver."

*Voralkor begins laughing maniacally before saying.*

"Now either I will be horribly weakened by this transformation or you will faint from serious injuries. Let's find out which happens first shall we."

*suddenly Voralkor vanishes without anything giving away where he is. Chaos glares at Issace and lifts up the enormous great sword and swings it at him.*

[BlazeWolf]

*he looks down at the blade as if it were nothing more than a thorn, pulling it out of his side, which heals immediately after withdrawing it, tossing it to the ground. He was angry now, and his form shifted to his true form. A pale-skinned humaniod with feathery wings, similar to an angel's but blood red in color, his eyes a bright gold. his weapons turned to the same color of blood, losing their defined physical edges, just as his entire body does. his form was hazy and billowed, phasing in and out of this realm and another, his gaze piercing and cold, yet also burning and calm. He watched Dekrosna change without interfering, and perked a brow at Chaos. he watched the new figure disappear and faster than time itself jumped onto Chaos' blade as it neared him, standing on its flat side as it tears through the air, his eyes on the blade's owner yet his mind was completely aware of every small detail within several miles, as if he had eyes everywhere. He spoke, his voice not coming from his throat as it should, but sounding through the arena, and even sounding into the mind of those watching and participating.* My name is Avia... and I accept your challenge.

[Guardian White Dragon]

*A voice echos from every where sounding as if it is coming from deep with in the void saying.*

"... ahhhhhh the smell of a Hybrids true form energy. How interestingly invigorating it is. Yours is by far the most unique that I have smelled yet."

*the voice fades and a powerful wind begins to blow with two echoed words.*

"Wind Dagger."

*suddenly several thousand daggers form from the winds and begin to swirl around Avia. From a shadow a Morgal Wraith watched as Avia was cut by some of the daggers but evaded most of them. Just as suddenly as the wind started it stopped only to be replaced with a blizzard of snow and ice*

"Now are you prepared to meet Death or are you more for seeing his apprentice. Or do you prefer Half Death."

*The voice begins to echo through out the arena like a mad man laughing at pain.*

*The voice stops laughing and shapes begin to move with in the blizzard. The voice echos in the arena once more saying.*

"Guess which of the shapes is me and you may yet win this duel Avia... or should I call you by your true name..."

*the voice laughs slightly as if at a joke then vanishes again. the blizzard thickens and the ice begins to fall in sheets alogn with hail stones the size of large stones.*

[BlazeWolf]

*he laughs at the pathetic attempt, his shadowy form only partially in the physical realm, the wind magicked daggers merely passing through Avia, not affecting him in the least due to his magical immunity, absorbing the energy for his own. Avia chuckled at the wimpy blizzard and summoned his own storm, a raging inferno with fireballs whirling around the arena and striking the ground, chaos, and the blade he stands on. the icy veil was melted away and Avia locked his gaze on the magician, his inferno melting the hail just moments after it forms. he turns on the morgal wraith lighting the creature aflame with a blinding flash of holy fire, drawing in its energy to claim it as his own as well, the inferno growing even hotter as the sun shines down upon Avia.*