Aeterna | Spera - 12:25 AM
BGM: Audiomachine - Ascendance - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ViJFUflaZwc
Vohr arrived on the battlefield as Viruin killed off the last remaining Regiusian in his area. He studied the young warrior briefly before calling out to him.
"So, you're the one causing us all of our supply problems, huh?" Vohr asked.
Viruin didn't speak. He just stood there, staring angrily at Vohr.
"Not going to talk to me, huh? Fine. We'll speak with actions then." He continued as he dismounted his horse. "Show me your resolve!"
As he said this, Vohr crouched down and raised his arms, standing back up with them. As he rose, so did a wall of flame that surrounded the two warriors. Viruin stood his ground, however, and prepared for the next attack. Vohr snapped his fingers and the ground beneath Viruin became superheated, catching Viruin off guard. He leaped from his position moments before the ground beneath him erupted into a concentrated flame. Landing somewhat off-kilter, Viruin steadied himself and prepared to charge Vohr, who promptly erected several pillars of flame as a defense.
"Come on! Show me what the Speran Rebels can do! Come and kill me, you worthless scum!"
Viruin scoffed at such a pathetic defensive field. He crouched and coiled his right leg, quickly extending his body and firing his leg into the ground. The force propelled him towards Vohr with blinding speed. As he drew close, the pillars of flame began to expand, covering up the opening Viruin was aiming for and forcing him to stop his body mid-flight. From behind the new wall of flame separating Viruin from Vohr, the Regiusian commander aimed his hand at the rebel, a pair of flames swirling around his arm. As they met each other at his palm, the build up turned into a cannon, and Vohr fired a large fireball in Viruin direction. Still stepping back away from the wall, Viruin was surprised by the sudden attack and dodged to his left, the fireball grazing his side and scorching off part of his shirt covering his right kidney area.
"Great... now I've got to get this patched..." Viruin mumbled to himself. He looked in Vohr's general direction, unable to see him through the flames. "You're pretty good, aren't you?!"
"Lots of practice with whelps like you thinking they can overthrow something as powerful as Tyruss's empire. To me, you're just another kill. And it's about time I cooked your ass."
Vohr snapped his fingers once more and the scorched portion of Viruin shirt burst into flames. Viruin stumbled backwards and repeatedly smacked the flames in an attempt to beat them out before giving up and simply bringing down a showers of rain on him to put out the flames. Thankfully the scorch hadn't grown much and he made it out with light burns.
"So you can only affect objects near you with your speed magic, hmm? You'd be no match for Malus if he were here.." Vohr mocked. He could see through the flames... or rather, his flames acted as an extension of his eyes.
Malus... why did that name sound so familiar to Viruin? He shrugged it off and drove his foot into the ground, causing some of the road to break up and sail into the air. He stopped the numerous pieces of debris from falling and struck them in Vohr's direction, speeding them up as he hit them. The sheer speed of the objects caught Vohr off guard and he suffered several small pieces of shrapnel tearing into his left arm and leg as he tried to evade.
"Hmm... perhaps a tactical retreat is in order. Next time..." Vohr muttered angrily. He erected a large pillar of flame around Viruin in order to trap him while he made his escape. Fire magic had a minimum range and Viruin would have to worry about the rest of the soldiers in Spera anyway.
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