Duel
[Siya: big]
[Height. 7'4 / 223 cm]
[Weight 238 lbs/108Kg]
[Age ***]
Strength
145
Agility
155
Endurance
170
Constitution
230
Intelligence
150
Wisdom
200
Total / Level
985
Faith
–
Divinity
***
Magic
100
[Bhaltair.]
[Age 21]
Strength
212
Agility
195
Endurance
235
Constitution
320
Intelligence
80
Wisdom
85
Total / Level
985
Faith
–
Divinity
***
Magic
0
'Dang… So I can add my 100 magic to my other stats and just destroy him right?'
I involuntarily sighed. 'No… think of it more like one point of magic being one point of increase to another state, not all stats. Keep in mind you can't safely increase strength past your Constitution or you will tear your muscles.'
'How do you even know what I'm talking about.'
'Because I'm you.'
I chuckled, flipping my sword a few times to get used to how light it felt. 'Crazy that I used to not even be able to lift this with both arms…' ok… Well, let's distribute it like this then. With your dragon scales buffing my constitution… I can go all in on strength!'
'That's not…'
Strength
145+65
Agility
155+35
"COME AND GET SOME!" I shouted, my voice roaring as I felt my muscles bulge and swell, matching his physical abilities. The differences were still apparent though. For instance… I could breathe fire.
He blocked my first strike, sure, but you can't block fire from arcing around something as thin as a blade's edge. It set his clothes ablaze and started to turn his skin red. Even if it didn't seriously burn his crazy tough body, he was most certainly feeling the heat.
"FINALLY!" He shouted back, his smile as creepy as ever as he pushed me away with a heavy swing. He forced me off balance, but I quickly put all my magic into hardening my body, rapidly transitioning from increasing my strength. 'I've been doing this non-stop since I learned magic… I'm practically an expert… And when I flood all my magic into one aspect… I'm even stronger than him!'
His sword bounced off my skin and as I swung again I poured everything into strength, overpowering his block before putting everything into speed, kicking him before he could react, and then striking his face with my fist, again putting everything into strength and overpowering him. Every time he nearly recovered or made a move, I slowed time and countered it perfectly. "DON'T SCREW WITH ME!"
By the end of my flurry of blows his sword was broken again and his body was covered in bruises and scrapes, even a few deep cuts from my blade, and more shallow ones from my claws as I resonated with the dragon and nearly went berserk… I even lost myself for a moment and I'm sure he did too. With my soul completely stable I was finally able to transform back to my original form, my body shrinking as steam radiated off of me from the dragons heat. In my rage, and with one final bow I enhanced my blade with my soul, shrank down, and cut his blade in half, ending the long arc of my swing a quarter inch into his thick neck, leaving a scar right where I tried to cut him last time we fought…
I was fairly certain neither of us knew exactly what happened, everything blurring together with an intense flourish of speed and raw power. But the fact I had won was something we were both very aware of. "We're done here… Tomorrow I'll be expecting someone else…" I said softly, my voice turning small again as I tried to catch my breath and stop my clothes from falling off, barley able to stay standing from the backlash of my soul reshaping itself.
I enhanced my strength to wield my sword with one of my tiny hands, and whipped the blood off… But the weight difference caught me by surprise and made me stagger… To make it worse I tripped over my own pants… I did manage to stay on my feet… But it kind of ruined the image I was going for…
I cleared my throat and sheathed my sword, rolling up my pant legs and walking away while he remained battered, either too hurt to speak or to be shocked.
'Some commander… I bet as soon as the fighting starts he dies first… Man… I would have looked so cool just walking away like a boss right there…' I sighed, exiting the arena. Looking down at my hand again it felt too small to even fit an apple in my palm. 'After being that other body for a week… I guess my brain got used to it… My soul feels more at home in this one… But… The other one is nice too…' I sighed again. I may not have noticed any changes Mr Dragon made to my dragon form… But that particular difference wasn't any less staggering when going from that one back to normal… 'I feel really good right now… So how come I feel bad too?'
With nothing else to do I took the rest of the day off, and from that day on I didn't see him again. Everything quieted down after that. My days were filled mostly with just eating delicious food, talking over strategy with the other commanders, and hugging Rune till she popped. Well, whenever I was with Philly I talked about Bhaltair… Trying to figure out what she saw in him… Even after I told her about my childhood… And while it was off-putting for her and she was on my side… She still seemed like she was holding out hope for him, which… Honestly just made me love her even more, but made me hope they got together even less…
Such was life before the war.