Teran Ferox Vs. Tysulir Lyjask

[Awesome Sensei]

Match of the ages, the former student of Tysulir is now fighting against his master with everything. Who will win? Place your bets! The arena is simple, a forest with many trees, and a small stream where water flows through plentifully.  

[Hoarfrost Dirge]

Tysulir walked out into the large forest to await his opponent. Making note of the stream in the area he walked over to it now to get his layout set up. Carefully he knelt by the water rolled up one sleeve and stuck his palm in the water. Feeling the element he was able to tell all of the paths the water took and also where the underground source of this stream was at. Lifting his dripping palm from the chilly water he whipped a cool breeze around the hand to help dry his hand fast before Teran arrived. Once his palm was barely damp he closed his eyes and reached his mind out into the air. As Ty did this he caught a light gale that swooped through all of the trees in this area. Feeling the areas the air hit he now had a good feel of this forest for the most part. There were some small blind spots in his two search methods but this basic map with some added details put him at ease and let him make a few quick plans as he opened his eyes and awaited Teran's arrival.  

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Betting on a match!
Points bet: 3
Name of winner: Tysulir  

[Awesome Sensei]

The sound of each footstep was minimal, and the flowing of the wind around the arena was also near nothing. It was calm, and it was peaceful. That Peace and quiet was about to end. The soft ground was trembling lightly, as the air began to turn grey with both fear and anticipation of what was to come. Small animals began to run away, there lives more important then watching the eclectic fighting of the warriors. Through the calm of the forest, the feeling of decay and destruction was approaching. All the larger animals began to run away as well, the birds in the trees leaving in flocks, not a single sound left in the woods, besides the sound of the water calmly flowing down its stream, predetermined to continue flowing, its will unchanging. The silence continued, as the sky began to cry. Rain flowing down softly over the tops of the trees, dew forming on the top of the short grass that covered the ground.

The bright greens and beauty within the forest began to fade, turning a darker color, the premonition of impending hate was now more severe then ever as the dark sky turned pure black. It was as if it was night, although the sun was shining overhead, a black sun, the darkness of the world reveling itself in this terrain. The Fate of Tysulir was about to change forever.

"The redolence of the sky is soothing is it not?" The echo of a husky and gruff speech broke the eerie silence, yet by talking, an baleful feeling returned. It was Teran, the child of both light and darkness, his arms crossed over his shirtless body, his loose black jeans hanging down slightly, the brawn of his shoulders extending down his arms was immense. He had been gaining heft through the years of hell he had went through.

Through the grace of his movements, the man appeared next to Tysulir, it seemed as though only a moment had passed, the extreme speed that he possessed had not made him break a sweat, his expressionless face staring into the blue eyes of Tysulir. The darkness around Teran was overtaking, its monumental influence more then ever imagined from such a pure soul.

"Shall we begin?" The reverberation of his voice beyond normal comprehension, the expressionless face forming into a smirk, his white teeth soaked in crimson death.  

[Hoarfrost Dirge]

Ty was enjoying the sounds of the sky being ripped by the bright flashes when he heard the voice of his newest opponent call him out. When Teran appeared by his side he noted some new changes to his body. "Well, looks like someone ate their green vegetables for once." He said in a mocking tone as he walked out on to the surface of the stream and kept himself from sinking in. Standing in the center of the currents he had a large range of versatility but this rain seemed to offer a different skill Ty preferred. "Don't make your elders wait now and attack." he said as his left hand rose slightly, making some of the water under his feet rise and launch up into the sky. That quart of water than spread out in the air and froze into a mist like cloud above Teran. That cloud took all of the now rapid falling rain and acted as a medium for Tysulir's air magic and froze the rain droplets passing over and headed to Teran into thin sharp icicles that rained on to him now before Ty finished his sentence.  

[Awesome Sensei]

Hearing his voice. The damned voice of the mentor turned enemy, it both infuriated and disturbed the person within the beast that stood before Tysulir. The rain falling over his chest, the cold wind crawling over his skin, the soothing feeling that it gave, it not for the fact that he was in a fight, he would close his eyes, and wait for death. Today was not a day for relaxation though, with distraught eyes wide open, to both Tysulir, and to the worsening world, a long and forced sigh dragged through Teran's throat. Turning his head to the side, ajar slightly without much care, the air was getting colder, his breath showing as he took in deep breaths. The extent of the power of his opponent was great, yet his strategies were not well thought out. An upfront attack to someone of Teran's skill was just moronic. Breathing was starting to become difficult, as if he was beginning to be strangled, the darkness in his body choking him. Coughing vigorously, he bent over and threw up, a bright white light began to shine through his teeth. He was expelling the light in his body.

Icicles were very fast, and with the amount of magic the rebele leader possessed, they were nimble and immediate. Teran lifted his head, not noticing the ice while the light went away, yet as it approached, he opened his mouth broadly, the sound of cracking bone so loud, that it cracked the water that was freezing from the cold air. A blast of light shot from Teran's mouth, and destroyed all of the ice heading at him, not all of the ice was destroyed, just those heading in his direction. It was as though Teran had expected this, the quick use of his light both beneficial to Teran, but also deadly to Tysulir, which the blast of light was heading directly towards, the speed not that of his icicles, but far more powerful.

Now back on his legs, the swarthy soul of the beast was groaning for blood, begging to be fed as it reached out to Tysulir. Teran could only suffice and do as it wished, taking holy slayer from its hilt, and holding it in his left hand, knowing that Tysulir's swordsmanship was great, he would need all of his skill. Cracking the knuckles in his right hand, he launched a blast of jet black desolation towards the man in the air, a smile over his face as he ensured the destruction of everything in and around the enemy. The screaming that was sure to come would be music to Teran's ears, hopefully fueling the ever widening blood lust that he possessed, however unlikely it was to actually work.

The black fog around Teran's feet was beginning to grow, mixing with the mist that was created from Tysulir, it was making a dark grey mist around the forest, although it appeared that both of them were still visable through this mist. It made breathing difficult, although visibility was barely effected from this traitorous fog. Slashing with his gigantic blade, a blast of darkness began to approach the rebel slowly, spinning and twisting rapidly, its movement wild and unpredictable, although its target was very clear.

"I can see your true colors. Inside...inside you are black like me..."  

[Hoarfrost Dirge]

Ty took a step back as a blast of light took out a large portion of his icicle attack. keeping his foothold on the waters surface he raised up a large wall of water from the currents in around him. This created a large screen of foamy water between Teran and the bandit. Running along the water line just to the edge of his barrier he saw a large blast of dark matter rip through one section of the wall, the matter took out and rotted a tree in the distance as it consumed it.

Deciding that this was going to need to be a much more interesting fight than ones he had before, Tysulir came up with a quick plan to end this. pumping a large amount of water into his already huge wall, he then set the large liquid mas free from its shape and pushed the large mass right at Teran. This large amount of water could not be absorbed by the ground quickly and would leave the entire area in a huge puddle that could prove useful later.

As the water crashed around, Tysulir nearly choked on the taste of the dark mist that was everywhere. He yanked off his headband and tied it around his mouth, giving a ninja like look to the thief. Drawing his daggers for the first time in awhile, the rebellion leader gathered his water magic under his feet and used air magic to demolish the sound of his movement as he glided like a water skier across the water towards the back the dark child. speeding right at Teran with both daggers poised to strike at his back and left kidney.  

[Awesome Sensei]

Through the vast knowledge of water, and fundamental wisdom that was involved with it, it seemed as though Tysulir had the support of the ocean. Not only was the ocean with him, but every lake stream and puddle in the world. Looking at the bandit that stood before him, surrounded by the sea that protected him in a blanket of soothing destruction, a bit of self pity began to overwhelm the lesser man. Is that what it is like to fight with such skill... I wish I had that much control of my darkness. What seemed like a fortress of water, not only a wall, something much larger, something far more consuming, and lastly, something impressive, even to the hero of the former world. even so... an attack like that will need some more... umph... to defeat me. The water approached quickly, causing the trees and the ground to break, and to become drenched. Charging forward, the beast used a trick that originally used light. A bubble surrounded Teran, although very small, it barely covered his body. The darkness had just enough strength to stop the water from drowning him, as it passed over him, battering him against the broken trees like a pinball, causing the bubble to pop, also causing Teran to become drenched in water, cuts going up and down his back, from scraping against fallen trees. "Never again... I will never underestimate your strength again Tysulir. But, that does not mean that you can hit me again!"

Tysulir's pursuit towards the other man was unpredictable, it seemed as though he was going to do an onslaught of damage to his opponent, he would be excellent with the darkness element. With Teran's large blade, The unrelenting Tysulir would surely feel regret for his falsely thought out dream of defeating a sword master with a dagger. With a swift move to the side, one of the daggers was completely avoided, while the other was blocked with holy slayer, a spewing darkness emitting from the blade, although causing no actual damage, the visual effects would cause slight a slight blur to vision for a moment also resulting in a numbing effect to the body, almost a paralysis, as the darkness tried to get in. This would no nothing besides distract Tysulir from the incoming doom.

With the arena now filled with water, the chances of getting out dry were gone. The soaking wet Teran was infuriated, thrusting off his shirt, allowing his albino chest to show his newly gained muscles as well as the leather strap in which the hero's blade rested in, with the sheath ingeniously tied to the back of it. In a second, Teran was gliding across the water, his feet slightly above the ground, darkness underneath them, not actually touching the water. His hand was struck outward with what seemed to be an orb. this sphere was growing quickly, and in an instant, a bit away from Ty, it shrunk instantly to minuscule size. Moments later, a black beam launched from Teran's open palm, headed straight for Tysulir, while Teran continued his pursuit forward, slashing at his head, a cleave to cut the man in two vertically. The blank stare of the demon kept its gaze on the shining azure crystals that were Tysulir's eyes through the entire attack, not leaving them for an instant. The ominous black glow around him glowing the entire time.  

[Hoarfrost Dirge]

"Wana make a bet on that Teran?" Tysulir asked as he pushed hard against the sword that was blocking his one dagger."Got'cha." he thought as he felt the blade store in some of the kinetic energy from contact with the sword. Tysulir, having read up on dark magic basics knew that it could easily induce a visionary blocking status on someone too close to it, he however had not hear of numbing before. His eyes were like fogged lenses for some time. Hearing the rustling of clothing Ty figured that Teran probably hated the fact he was dripping wet. He started to feel a slight loss of feeling within his arm and hand. "Nice trick. Though when I can see again you are going to have a real blast."

To compensate for his visionary fail for the moment he stood on the waters surface and felt the air with most of his mental power. Reaching out with his mind on the air he was able to practically see his target, or at least the disruptions in the air he made with his fast gliding. He quickly made a slicing motion with each of his blades and the long overly wide sleeves of his tunic fell into the water and drifted elsewhere as Teran's motions were being monitored. Noting that his opponent would not close in any further meant that a long range attack was headed for Ty. Blinking to restore his vision faster he started to make the final preparations for his counter attack. The air around whatever was near Teran's hand shrunk, the air rushed to fill the space, this meant that the attack would be a condensed ball attack or a beam. Also, it was going to be fast.

Since he still had a few inches of water under his feet he decided to use them to his advantage. he dragged himself under the water and lay flat under the surface on the ground. Right as a black beam nearly took off his head. Quickly, hoping to not lose his surprise advantage as the beam continued, He half swam half used water to push himself underneath Teran and further still to arrive behind his possible rival. He quickly rose from the water in a standing position again and shook the water out out of his hair, the large white bandanna of his fell off in the process. "Well that was refreshing, though now I think it's time to finish my trap." He said as he made the edges of the large pool of water rise into a large circular wall, about seven feet high, that closed in the large four inch deep pool. Once the walls were high enough they became ice, sealing the water within this area. "Now that your in my pool I guess its time to really show you the meaning of a splash fight." He said as the water within the large ice began to churn and from under Teran a the water ripped upward in a geyser like action, threatening to knock him into the air a few feet. Making the walls of this cell had not given Ty the chance to move in for a frontal assault, so this was going to have to be his first strike while in the water arena.