A quiet, peaceful forest clearing. The scene was a picture of serenity, with dear little bunnies and squirrels and such frolicking joyfully through the leaf-litter and the only sounds drifting through the still air being the soothing twitter of songbirds and the calm rush of water through the river that ran through the middle. There seemed to be nothing that could possibly mar the safe, friendly, relaxing atmosphere.
Until the trainers from Asber arrived.
Three Asber-league Gogoats bolted suddenly from the treeline, hurtling into the centre of the clearing and halting to allow their passengers to dismount. The various woodland critters scattered in terror from their berth, watching in morbid fascination as the three humans selected positions around the clearing and walked to them. One rather officious-looking human called something out, to which the others threw two strange orbs to the ground one after the other; one released a long-necked blue reptile which strange frilly fins on its head, the other what appeared to be a sentient candle. At this, the critters made their frantic exit before the leaf litter caught light and the rest of their woodland home with it, while the gaggle of intruders began their vicious blood sport with a shrill, piercing screech.
=Flareth vs RespectTheBlade: Round One= [✔]
Flareth
Nigel ♂ <Flash Fire>
Health: 100% | Energy: 100%
Mood: trying not to set anything alight.
Condition: none
Double Team ~ Flame Charge ~ Flame Charge
RespectTheBlade
Deneb ♀ <Refrigerate>
Health: 100% | Energy: 100%
Mood: eyeing Nigel's flame warily.
Condition: none
Encore ~ Iron Defense ~ Rock Slide
It seemed Deneb was tremendously impressed with the way the referee opened the battle, because no sooner had the whistle left his lips than she reared onto her hind legs, appreciatively clumping her forelegs together in applause and emitting a shrill, cheer-like cry. Frowning, Nigel looked around in confusion for the source of her wonderment. Nothing had
happened yet, why could she be so excited? Oddly sporting as it seemed, he chose to believe she was egging him on for his first move, and loath to disappoint he began to act, rushing back and forth faster and faster until he became an amorphous blur. Deneb's head swiveled back and forth as she vied to keep her eyes fixed on his position, but already he was lost in a whirl of movement. Then, as suddenly as he began, he slowed to a halt, three identical mirror-images fanning out to his sides. Deneb kicked the ground and mumbled in frustration; looks like she jumped the gun a little.
With one turn wasted, she decided to go on the defensive to avoid losing ground. Her muscles tensed, a metallic radiance spreading across her skin which hardened into a thin, yet sturdy coat of armour. Hunker down as she might, though, Nigel and his compatriots were determined to break through her shell, their wicks burning more and more intensely until the flames burst into great conflagrations that wreathed their entire forms. Rushing forward with alarming speed they crashed into Deneb in a burst of scarlet flames, bowling her to the ground with the sheer velocity of the strike. She was protected somewhat by her new shielding, but nonetheless still slightly battered, while the charge had made Nigel feel considerably more limber and mobile.
Scowling, Deneb reversed her strategy. This smug little candle had another think coming if it thought it was going to walk all over her! Swinging her head this way and that, she scoured the arena for a weapon with which to take him down a peg, but found only the leaf litter and the rushing river, neither of which offered anything more substantial than pebbles. She elected to improvise, squeezing her eyes shut and concentrating deeply. A blue glow surrounded her as a wound opened in the earth before her, offering up a boulder several feet in diameter before closing beneath it. Her eyelids snapping open, Deneb sprang into the air, striking the mass of stone with her foreleg and shattering it into dozens of smaller, yet still huge boulders, which one by one slammed into the earth around Nigel in a wide spread. The first zipped through an illusion, which blurred and distorted before vanishing in a flash. The next took out another clone to his right, and the third clone dodged and dived two in a row before one sailed through its body, banishing it before smacking the true Nigel square in the face and burying him along with the rest of its brethren.
Deneb smirked smugly at the heap of stone, confident Nigel wouldn't be surfacing any time soon, but her inward gloating was cut short as the pile began to shift. Pebbles rolled away as it shook more and more fiercely, a warm, scarlet glow emanating from the cracks. Suddenly, with a loud
crack, Nigel burst right through the rock in a streak of flame, pouncing on Deneb and dealing her a mighty wallop to avenge his fallen kin. Kicking him off, Amaura retreated, Nigel calling aggressively after her. His fiery dash had warmed up both his body and his temper, and he seemed even more sprightly than before, hardly able to wait for another chance to give Deneb what for.
Flareth
Nigel ♂ <Flash Fire>
Health: 94% | Energy: 89%
Mood: mourning his lost copies.
Condition: Spd+2
Double Team ~ Flame Charge ~ Flame Charge
RespectTheBlade
Deneb ♀ <Refrigerate>
Health: 92% | Energy: 87%
Mood: harbouring a mild distaste for Nigel.
Condition: Def+2
Encore ~ Iron Defense ~ Rock Slide
Referee's notes
~ as she wasn't commanded to wait, Deneb moved first on the first action, giving her nothing to Encore.
~ Rock Slide's damage was compromised since it was spread out and only partly hit its mark, and the energy cost was increased since there were no boulders to hand and Deneb had to pull them from the ground.
~ there now exists a pile of rocks around RespectTheBlade's end of the arena, good for a few more rock-based manouevres before disintegrating into useless aggregate.
Next round
~ RespectTheBlade attacks
~ Flareth attacks