Mon’Ter gazed at the bright light which the dragon’s maw emitted, knowing full well what that entailed. It was about to use its breath attack, and with the size at which it was, that action would only lead to mass devastation. ‘Damn...!’ Mon’Ter tried to evade, however it was too late for him to do anything of the like. With a loud roar, the dragon engulfed Mon’Ter with its brilliant flames, spreading them around the whole vicinity like a burning flood.  He had braced himself for the impact, he had made sure to protect himself from it as best as he could, entering a sort of turtle-like position with his arm and legs.  He even went as far as to prepare a counter attack with his own fire breath, charging it within his throat.  Yet, when it came to the impact itself, another shock overwhelmed the monster with an even greater surprise. The flames.

The glow in Cazimir’s eyes intensified. In the next moment, there were five hydra-like heads popping out of thin air on his sides, with one standing right above him. The heads all opened their maws and began to charge an electric based attack that sent powerful danger signals to Mon’Ter’s senses. ‘I need to move...’ urgency sprang Mon’Ter’s body into action. Even if it was truly tired to a point of break down, his body still acted on its own and began to move in order to assure his survival. “Dodge,” Cazimir murmured with a smirk. He watched as the lightning shot out of his magical creations and zoomed through the air towards Mon’Ter. The monster was barely capable of evading the strikes of lightning, moving his body in such a way that he’d been able to simply let the electricity pass by him with a small margin. Enough to not zap him into paralysis.  His legs th

Alinesia’s every step made the air around her burn, Elyenora could feel the heat waves hit against her soft cheeks as she stared down at her opponent. The flaming avatar was imposing, however she had faith for victory still. Elyenora began using all of the wind at her disposal in a futile attempt to alleviate the scorching presence of Alinesia, the winds spiraled around her frame at increasing speeds. She moved her rapier to her chest area and pulled back, ready to thrust forth at a moment’s notice. The assassin smirked, then without a hint of hesitation dashed towards the princess at an accelerated pace. Elyenora could barely tell when the burning blade had begun to descend upon her, aiming towards her shoulder.  The princess parried the strike and moved to the side, she instantly started sweating and losing moisture both in her mouth and on her skin, the sweat which appeared would instantly evaporate as it formed. <

Cazimir looked down at the princess, his gaze shifted from her to Alinesia. He saw that both were severely injured, however it was obvious who was the loser here. ‘How could Alinesia lose to princess Elyenora? She should be stronger according to our intel,’ his thoughts spiraled around for but a moment, then he threw the matter aside. ‘No matter, her ladyship’s wellbeing will be a priority to me now,’ he continued his trail of thought and raised a hand in the air. Blaze stared at Cazimir as the man took out two glass bottles from a shadow like cloud. They each had an oval shape and a thin spiraling neck where a cap stood. “Blaze,” Cazimir’s voice rang out. He extended his arm and handed the one armed pyromaniac the two bottles. Both were filled with a bright red liquid. “Y-yes?” Blaze asked, still a bit overwhelmed by the current situation. He had just lost an arm and was in the presen

Mon’Ter breathed out a small stream of flames that glided to the side of his cheeks. His long white hair covered his entire back and his arms dug deeply into the charred earth below. With a predatory gaze, he stared towards the slowly marching enemy forces.There were dozens of shadow warriors, each in the lower ends of the noble class. Truly, they were a trifling matter, however they still posed a distraction to the beast. He’d been stabbed by nine such figures before, and those weren’t nearly as strong as these are, so he had to take them out all the same else he’d risk another similar event transpiring. The monster knew he should act carefully, the previous damage done to him was still present in the form of exhaustion despite the moon’s healing effect which rejuvenated him to full strength. Not to mention that his body was covered in both intense muscle pain and reoccurring phantom pain. Those both came from the strain and previo