They all ran through the jungle, weapons in hand, Galvar held a second wind as they quickly sprinted towards the edge of Euaderia. While the others skidded to a stop and raised their weapons, Galvar leapt into the air again! "Tejolo!"
"No…No, No!" Tejolo whipped around as he was in the middle of his tirade across his own empire, attempting to purge. "How are you still alive!" He roared, opening his mouth to blast blades of wind at Galvar!
But the latter crossed the distance incredibly quickly! Before stabbing into the scaled snout of Tejolo before he could release the blast!
As the blast fired behind him, Galvar ran the few feet across the bridge of the Feathered Serpents mouth, leaping up and bringing his blades back before plunging them in between his eyes! Another roar being released, stab after stab after stab, Galvar relentlessly cut at the middle of Tejolo's skull!
But before Tejolo could try and get him off, Galvar leapt into the air and began dragging his stabbed blades down the back of his spine as he ran! Blood spilling out as he did!
Tejolo's head looked to his spine, blood pouring down his face. With a flex, he erupted the flames from his spine! The heat washed over Galvar, raising his blades to block the light, this attempt failed as Galvar stabbed his blades back into his scales
At the same time, the Euaderians released their spears! Landing and stabbing into the underbelly of the serpent! Blasts of Wind, and Scales as well accompanied the attack!
He began stabbing over and over again, causing The Serpent to roar again, when suddenly his serpentine body began to shrank! He was returning to his human form!
Reaching his head yet again, Galvar watched as his full human form returned in midair! But something was different, scales ran down his arms, his face held large fangs and serpent eyes, a long tail running down his back.
"What?!"
The Hybrid Tejolo smirked at his confusion "Seems like you're not Familiar with those blessed by the cursed fruit!"
He Said grabbing Galvar by the shoulders, Talons digging deep as they fell to the field just outside of Molca, cratering the white field as the two wrestled, punches exchanging before they finally separated. Fresh cuts ran down Galvars shoulders, face swollen, Tejolo's face the same.
"You won't win." He said pacing back and forth "Weak, Frail. You deserve to be back in the fields. Better yet, on the chopping block as a sacrifice to the gods."
"For what? More fear amongst those you enslave in the city? They're all running, overjoyed that they can finally escape you."
"Or running from the destruction you wrought, Demon."
The two stopped their pacing before dashing at each other! Colliding forearm to forearm and engaging in a flurry of blows! Tejolo's technique was sloppy, but he was trained. His punches wide haymakers, and rough jabs. Galvar was untrained but his stronger resolve and blades held true, slicing through His scaled muscular body.
"Hrng!"
"Hrah!"
A Cross to the face, a cut against the cheek, but Galvars blades seem to strengthen, almost as if they were being sharpened by the battle! A slight haze across the iron, amidst the heat and primal emotions of battle, it seemed that the liberated Ska'laian had awoken, Wokan.
'Damn! He's picking up speed, surely going into a state of hysterical strength. If he stopped now, he'd certainly collapse from blood loss…' Tejolo thought to himself as he used his forearm to block the stabs.
The Battle raged on for minutes longer
Galvar cocked his fist back for another powerful blow, only for it to suddenly be boosted by a whirlwind of air tornadoing around his fist before being planted into Tejolo! The blades broke on his left as they impacted! The sudden control of the wind that had awoken cut deep into Tejolo, sending him backwards and knocking him out of his Hybrid state!
He skipped and bounced against the field, staining the white with red before sliding to a rough stop. He'd been lucky that his hybrid state was in the process of healing his wounds, but the sudden loss blow lapsed his consciousness for a moment to knock him from the state, starting the bleeding once more!
He'd been in the same state as Galvar. He didn't have the energy to transform again.
His crown was left in disarray as he held himself on his elbows. He expected to see Gavlar collapsed onto the ground from the exhaustion and sudden awakening of duel powers. Only to see-
Galvar walking Towards him.
'Run.'
There was nothing else he could do. His bravado was shattered. His empire laid in ashes. The only thing left for him to do was to try and escape this Demon.
He was like a wounded animal desperately trying to escape a predator. An ultimately futile effort.
Tejolo tripped over himself as he ran, falling to his knees, fear in his eyes as he turned to face Galvar, chest heaving.
Mere moments later, Galvar came to a stop. Staring at the man beneath him. Long Seconds permeated by the distant cracking of fire behind them were the only things heard.
Finally, Galvar Spoke a surprising set of words
"You're right, Tejolo, I am a Demon." His face was hardened, void of emotion, speaking from his heart. He drew out the seconds between speaking to make sure the man heard him
"But I'll be a Demon if it means someone like you never Comes Back. If they do-"
"I'll Kill them."
"They can hide, work from the shadows-"
"And I'll Kill Them."
"Over and Over again. To make sure we stay free."
Pupils dilated as he heard the words, Tejolo knew that this was the end, but a man like him always tried to snake their way out, he raised his hand attempting to plead as Galvar Raised his fist
"N-No! Don-"
He was suddenly cut off as wind generated around his fist into a torrent of raging wind blades, the haze of wokan strengthening it as he shot his fist forward! Blades pierced his face before shattering as the wind cuz and tore at his face as he screamed! Embedding his face into the ground with force to crater it! Leaving Tejolo-
Dead