Clash of Natures

It was a clash of gods.. no a clash of beastly sin and desire versus a pure souls love and blessings. It was two forces of nature, so the clash left waves felt into the world unknown. Many that night heard the clash and legends would be made about that night.

Gale was hit hardest, he was almost thrown from his base.

"She was here! Give her to me! I am without fear for the last of my sanity."

A green, toxic given form did as he could to destroy the barrier….

"I have found a legend, so let me give nothing less than all my faith!"

It was like wild given awareness, death given form or monsters given kinder faces. The energy was something very few could ignore in the bliss of ignorance. Nature came and worn into the very core of this land, it was the roaring pain of separated beast fused at the core.

"You don't deserve the fulfillment of your twisted desires, I would rather never see the sun again than to let you ever have such peace and pleasure." It was a pure wrath watching the twisted sins of lust cursed imprinted on every fiber of his being.

Between calling of beast and monster, you could hear the cracking of exoskeleton, his once smooth body filled with cracks.

"You truly Feral beast cloaked in a feminine form! Dare to ruin my perfect skin!" His knees were tough and swift. It was like the art of eight limbs was their nature.

From his knees to her foot, from hands like whips lashing toward her body to forearms like shields breaking the motion. It was the wild use of limbs like weapons, it was the battle of nature embodied.

"Why won't you just shatter? I want to keep you as mine once you fall!" It was a hiss, cold and lacking sweetness, warmed by its rageful flames ready to melt and burn away all that didn't fit his dream.

"Why are you so fixed on having what doesn't want you? You cold and callous desire." It was smooth like running water, each of her moves matched and parred his ferocity with calm and grounded movement.

The earth rumbled around them and everyone was thrown about as the battle raged on.

"How can she actually do this? No way she's this strong by herself."

It was a shock only one was accustomed to. It was then when that beast enamored with the glories woman. It was like the ceiling caved in just was the battle was ready to make a decision.

"Sasha! You are mine!" From the sky fell the serpent guardian of the Goddess's Messenger.

It was in that moment, like a creeping force across his once green scales. He was glowing golden as his scales darkened to a steel plated black. It was the moment time stopped, Sasha turned as nothing was faster than her in that moment. Suspended in air, the descend of a newly appointed being of ascension.

"My child, you could bless him. He is the long lost descendant of my forgotten legacy. He is recognized as a candidate to one of your 7 guardians."

"What you think I need someone now? I am the only beast I need to win this war!"

Just as slowly the glow came, it went. Time was slowly set to normal once more. Her hands broken through skin of her enemy, ready to rip him apart. It was just then, like flocking to the presence of greatness…

"You Feral Beasts!" All in that moment Sasha stepped back as she saw Tyme and Luke.

"It was cruel, even the Goddess couldn't see my goal. Am I only her messenger, her way to come back home?" It was the sting of another moment stolen, they didn't protect Amber or fight with their being on the line.

'A beast craving for something his power starved him of…. '

'A godless fool arrogant within himself ….'

'A lackey of earth's winds….'

"Damn we were found, RUN!"

All the nameless, faceless beast ran til the wind were stole from around them.

"When I am here, the wind is mine to redirect." Feathers fell with precision, the color was its purpose. A falcon graced in gentle grays and brilliant whites, a soft blue dancing swirls along his wings.

In fear they prayed for a swift end, but it was their agonizing that drove Sasha to Amber's side.

"Let's go Amber. My moment has passed." It was a mix of relief that she can walk away and angry that her moment was stolen.

"Yeah, well at least we survived."

It was the smell, that look of bitter sweet victory or two battles pitted at ones cost. So, their steps, the beginning of their legend, echoed the rippling waves of time from that moment on.

"How could you touch a hair on her head? She will be mine!" Gale was the embodiment of rage, the personification of wrath incarnate. He lacked the control to sense the fading existence of his love.

"Ha.. Your love? I almost had her, she was this close to being mine for a lifetime!" You felt the coarse hands of ownship battling for rights to claim those who aren't up for grabs.

It was Kings of cruel, both fixated on a woman with no space in her goals for a man, fate can be so cruel. It was the snapping of crawls and the hissing of tongues.

Have you seen a battle in the hottest and driest places? A battle of the sand? It may be the coolness of the meadows grass but underground was the battle of sand once more.

The swing of tails match only by the rage behind each of their moves. Skins strong and so it was like the clashing of wild swords. Each clash tho, it was leading further and further to their demise. It was the power shown and gone that drunken them away from the damage they have sustained.

"AAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"

It was the sound of metal shattering, the cries of two kings agonized. You could see it, the tender skin hide behind the scales and tough shell. It was the point at which both was brought to pieces, a deep purple and toxic green littered the ground.

"How could this happen!?" It was the union of a different type, the kind when blood is shared. The synchronized scream to the shock of their faulty protection.

"HAHAHAHA"

"You thought you could battle and battle with nothing to show for it?" It was the graceful fall of feather once more.

"So that's the price of flying too close on the sun. The foolish could never become gods." The fierce swaying of his mane in the wind, crafted of his own ego.

"Why… Why did we just leave like that? You were the one that should claim your place, as the Goddess's apostle!"

'It was wild right? I could remember that time from before that she was blessed and now this time again… She was the Goddess's chosen child, chosen student. Why would she leave?.. they will take her glory if she doesn't stand!' It was the bewilderment on Amber's face that gave Sasha the agony of remembrance.

'How could the Goddess be so bold and forceful of her return… making my goal nothing in the face of her great return to this… this Godless land? In such a hurry to rush to yet another "Great Betrayal"… How could …. Why am I so unlucky?'

It was …..

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