Chapter 6: Who Wins??

~Flame Sister vs Solus Rui'N~

(Flame Sister) First, you disrespected my name, second, you hit me, but now you're telling me I'm the key??(She gives a blank stare)

(Solus) You know I didn't try to hurt you seriously, but I needed to separate you for this.

-Ffffffllllllllffff- Thoooombbb... Flame Sister swiftly flies over to Solus and does a graceful, but very powerful overhead flip kick landing on top of the Eagle's head. Knocking him down towards the ground...

As Solus spiraled downward but right before he came in contact with the ground, he gathered himself and looked the same as an eagle diving for its prey, but Flame Sister darted down to land another blow...

Instead of her landing a hit to his back, Solus had contorted his body to the point where he was flying upside down and caught Flame Sister in his claws...

-Nnnnnnrrrrrrraaaaaaaarrrrrrr- Flame Sister screamed out in pain...

He clutched her so tight his pincers pierced her back causing blood to spit up from her mouth. As she writhed in pain, her face twisted and fierce she fought to wiggle one arm free. But just as her arm broke loose.

(Solus) I don't want to fight you. I am generations ahead of you. I know you are part of the Initiated.... Who do you think extinguished the life of the previous Flame Sister of those Druids??? Kwok.... Kwok... He chuckled...

She immediately balled up her fist and punched the eagle in the underside.Flame Sister lost track of the situation while struggling to break free one arm, and then listening to Solus speaking something NOBODY should've known. But forgetting that she was in battle truly was going to cost her...

-TRI-TON SKYBOMB-

WWWWWHHHHHHOOOOOSSSHHHH

Solus spun around in so many revolutions and so fast, that Flamey was rendered almost helpless and he tore for the top of the sky....

He overturned slowly for his descent, then started to nosedive toward the floor of Spring Hills. The wings ferociously cut the air picking up more and more speed with each meter of decline. The air started to heat around the body of Solus, causing a red-violet jet stream to appear.

(Flame Sister) How did he take me up so high and I could do nothing? How is he this strong in his putrid form?? That is the first stage of becoming a Daemon, we manifest within a creature close to our personality. But as we age, our appearance becomes exact with our race.. So how can he be this powerful in this state...

She could do nothing but think to herself how she ended up like this. But again it would cost her as Solus flung her towards the ground....

-WWWWWHHHAAAABBBBOOOOMMMMM-

She hit the ground as hard as a small meteor causing the battlefield to quake. But no sooner as she hit,

-WWWWWHHHOOOOSSSHHHH-

-BBBBOOOOMMMM-

Solus followed her down and pounced on her with one of his talons under her chin piercing her in the throat until blood seeped out...

-Now you will listen to me, I told you that I have a plan.

His voice coiling with an omnipotent zest and his stature seemed to grow in size. Flame Sister had her hands on his talon trying to relieve some pressure off her throat but the Lonesome Blight was too indomitable...

He stood over her peering down into her eyes, a look of dissatisfaction hawking down at her.. His eyes started to glow red and his beak began to shrink down and form a face. The body of the eagle shrunk down to his humanoid state. His claw digging into her throat became a powerful hand wrapped around her wind pipe...

(Flame Sister) This is only getting worse....

All of them stopped mid battle to gaze at the sight of the mighty Daemons doing battle...

(Master Gravf) Flame Sister seems to be struggling. Where's those damn riders? She's fighting the Lonesome Blight, he is no pushover...

The Armies resumed fighting. The battlefield had been muddled after the initial clash, but just as Flame Sister was being handled so too were the Druids.

Dwarves on the right and Elves on the left a small clutch of Druids found themselves in a bad spot.

(Resilience Master) Form up closer and we will fight from our flanks while maintaining a defensive posture. They won't be able to break our defense and we will go for the long haul!!!

A grizzly looking Dwarf steps up from behind the crowd.. It was Drigom, his beard drenched in sweat, dirt, and blood. He had an older face like he's the elder of the brothers, wrinkled and his eyes closed. His arms bulged in muscles, solid chest plate and round belly. His hand gripping a double headed war hammer..

Black grip and pommel, black and green handle with a hint of gold sparkles glistening from within the black handle. The head of the hammer was made of obsidian and it too glistened with gold from within its crevices...

-Whoosh.. He leapt into the air. Lifting his hammer with both arms bent behind his back and as he came forward, his deep raspy voice groaned out...

-Gargantuan-Intervention!!!!

And he slammed the hammer down to the floor of Spring Hills, once his two feet landed upon the ground.. The sound it made crackled across the battlefield and a spark of yellow light poured into the ground along with the hit...

The ground started to rumble and toss around violently under the Druids led by the Resilience Master.

-SPREAD OUT!!!! NOW!!!!!

Some darted out of the way, but for many it was too late as a golden flash peaked through the cracks beneath them. Molten Lava spewed out from under their feet immediately, charring more than half their numbers with just that move alone...

Screams and panting of agony would only be gifted to those who made it as some of their limbs were burned off, some had the lava splash in their faces as it spewed out...

While the Druids tried to regain control of the situation....

(Resilience Master) Everyone who's left, recover on me..... Wait!!! HOW!!!

Drigom had made his way directly to the Resilience Master amongst all the chaos of his move. As the Master looked up, standing over him was his murderer, Drigom wasted no time in squashing the head of the Master. He swung his hammer as if he was attempting to send it flying off his shoulders but upon impact with the end of his hammer, a reddish mist was left as many pieces exploded into the air...

The Death of the Resilience Master stunned the Druids left behind and the Elves quickly finished them off..

-Resilience Master Has been slain!!!!

Madam Waep had been into it since the beginning of the battle and she was growing a bit tired but still striking down foe after foe as she was part of the warrior class of Druids..

(Madam Waep) What?? Who could've taken him out already!?? How could this happen!?? Hopefully Flame Sister can hurry up and lend some aid...

But that would not be the case….

To Be Continued…

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