《Re:Savior Or ærdéaþ》Golden Flames! The Battle Begins!
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Two figures emerged from the both the left and right door, the first person to come out had pitch black skin and yellow eyes while his hair was rough and unruly with spikes behind his back ending in the middle of his head with a horn coming out of it he was shirtless with black ghostly pants on while his hands had cat like claws on them he gave off an oppression feeling.
The next person to come out had a mix of violet and red hair with cold crystal like eyes that were a deep red she had a mixture of violet and red clothing on with a violet long staff in her hands resembling that of one a monk would use next to her staff was a tail coming out of her, the two were a good distance apart waiting for the signal to begin both with determination in their eyes.
“10....9...8.....7...6...5....4...3...2.......1! Begin!”
“Who would have thought that we would meet in this place of all locations.”
'As I was focusing on the battle about to begin I heard someone call out to me looking at the person closer it was Jarogniew he seemed to be watching this battle as well.'
“Haha well met Senior you're interested in the battle between these two as well?”
He only slightly nodded and said with a fierce fire in eyes.
“Usually I wouldn't but there's someone who interests me that's fighting in the Pit today.
Looking at his eyes it seemed that there was some deep meaning to those words but I didn't pursue the matter since it didn't seem like he wanted to talk about it, turning back around to the pit I was shocked.
The Black haired boy's figure disappeared into the air with no trace left of him.
Jarogniew as if he could hear the words from my eyes explained.
“Many of the newer children inside the Pit Arena like yourself wouldn't have an idea of what he just used but experts and people like me who fought against it alike would know that what he just used was a bloodline trait called Shadow Merger it belonged to some of The Demon clan members and allowed it's user to fuse with a shadow within their range of course there's a weakness to this skill that those who are trained in Light Magic would be able to easily dispel the skill and if your opponent knows what shadow you're inside of they can easily attack you, which is why most Demons only use the skill if they're attempting an assassination that is why demons are one of the strongest among the horde.”
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'As I thought about it more I couldn't help but voice a concern.'
“You mentioned Bloodline traits but what are they?”
Jarogniew looked at me like I was a madman.
“You're telling me that you never heard of or used one in your life? Did your trainers in the pit teach you anything?”
“Now that I think about it that Orc Kaiser never told me any of this.”
Jarogniew only facepalmed as he started to speak.
“Bloodline traits come in two types dominant and recessive traits, Dominant traits are much more common and show up in every member of a race for example Dark Mana Members of the Horde are unable to call upon the Fire or Sun Mana belonging to the Sun God therefore instead we use the Mana of one of the ancient gods called Tsukiyomi she's the Goddess of The Moon that allows us to call upon Darker Shades of Magic likewise the Other races not belonging to the Horde are unable to use Dark Mana unless certain conditions are met, of course there are different types of Mana but so far they're unknown to The Horde.”
“Alas let's talk about Recessive Traits they're much more powerful and rarer than Dominant Traits only 10% of a race are born with them most who possess these traits are fated to become Horde Overlords Or generals therefore the horde treats such individuals with care to properly develop them to conquer The Other races, for example The Kitsune we only know of two Recessive Trait belonging to them and that's their Blue Flames Eternal Fire that can burn anything to ashes, the second more rarer trait that only a few have shown to be able to use are The White Flames you can't even really call them flames since they're like actual beings with their own intelligence and desires, the reason as to why White Flame users are so rare is that most children are eaten by The Flames if they don't possess a strong enough desire whether that is greed, lust, or rage.”
Listening to this an idea popped up in my head would it be possible for me to actually use the flames myself if I were to do the required action for them I'd thought about it a bit more and pushed it to the back of my mind for now I had to focus on staying alive above all else only then when I'm safe can I start to experiment I wouldn't want to set myself on fire.
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Continuing to listen to Jarogniew he suddenly pointed at something.
“To think that I would be able to see such a rare skill in the pit arena.”
Turning around I saw the girl surrounded in Golden Flames lighting up the entire arena revealing The Raven haired boy hiding in the shadows he had a look of shock on his face as his eyes became ruthless.
“Golden Flames! Can't be another mutation among The Kitsune clan this time Light Magic how?”
The Raven haired Boy only shouted at the bystanders in annoyance.
“Shut up! To think that I would be forced to use this skill in the first match.”
The boy started to rush towards the flame covered girl as he striked out with his cat like claws.
“....”
slash
The girl only coldly looked at him as she used her staff covered in flames knocking the claw attack away while aiming from his legs with a cold snort something green came out of his mouth.
“Hmph! Try to dodge this!”
Spit
Green smoke like liquid came out of his mouth towards the females body.
“Is that all?”
The flame covered girl only had ridicule in her eyes as she moved her staff like a golden fan redirecting it back towards the raven haired boy.
“Im..impossible!”
As it started to surround the raven haired boy his skin clearly looked dried up and rough.
“Heh.....my own poison won't work against me....”
“Give up you can't win.”
With madness reflected In his eyes he attacked again with his claws, how could he who was praised as a genius among his peers so easily lose to this girl who was two years younger than him it was impossible for him to lose against her.
With pity in her eyes she started to gather flames on her staff as she dodged and shot the spear towards his head removing it cleanly not a single drop of blood on her clothing.
“The winner is Violet Morgan Of The Kitsune Clan!”
Clapping and Cheers could be heard even from outside the pit.
“Hmph weaklings! I would've ended it in one blow without making so many unnecessary movements.”
A handsome blonde youth with emerald eyes and white horns pointing outside his skull secretly whispered to himself, this youth was Vlad The Impaler famous for his poisons and vampiric scythe.
“No matter I'll show my brilliance when I wipe the floor with that dark elf trash.”
The handsome youth only laughed to himself as he walked away.
The next couple of matches weren't nearly as exciting as the one with Morgan in it, but the winners were as following Ymo Blackwood, Grim Fade, and Norrix Moriarty.
"The Dark Elf and Vlad The Impaler come to the square
As his name was called he gathered his courage and walked forward to face Vlad.
Many wondered what The Dark Elf Youth looked like, what they saw wasn't impressive at all he was short and had a slender build with only a tiny bit of muscle, his eyes were a glowing purple while his hair was completely black with the edges ending in silver, he held a completely black greatsword in his hand while he was wearing only a simple pair of clothing black pants and a leather shirt.
Many felt pity for this youth who was going to slowly die in pain.
Infront of him was a white clothed handsome youth with blonde hair and a sheathed weapon on his back, while his hands were inside his pockets he didn't even put Jett in his eyes as he had an arrogant grin on his face.
“The battle shall begin between The Dark Elf and Vlad The Impaler fighters you may begin at 0.”
“10...9...8...7..6..5...4...3....2....1....0! Begin!!”
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