"Fuck you Altaris, imma kill you"
Frederick hiss, it's supposed to be a friendly spar, a way to test each other abilities
But the pain is to unbearable for him to stay sane
With that Frederick, once again dash, just like before, A ring of flame ascend from the ground, making a wall of fire
But this time, Frederick charge unstopped, a wave of heat slam into him, burning his skin
He was forced to swat the pain. Clenching his fist, descend it into Altaris crossed hand, his measly attempt to defend.
And it connect, Sending the guy fly in the air, and crash into the hard wall, making a loud thump sound.
Taking the attention of some
But alas, instead of satisfaction, Frederick felt lost
not because despair, but cause a sheer blinding pain, hitting him in full force
The thing he afraid is finally happen, the attack come not without a price
And a huge on at that
Frederick hand was coated in fire, not just normal fire, but Altaris special kind of power
And it's fucking hurts, extremely so
"Akhhhhhhh"
Frederick wails, trying to distract his mind from the clutch of pain
But his attempt was doomed to fail,
The fire, not just coat, it burned inside out. The nerve, the bone, the muscle, everything.
Is literally torture, and unending, consuming kind of torture
Looking at Frederick, Altaris huff in relief. His hand is numb, the power Frederick thrown in the punch is no joke. Plus, coated in dirt, a few fragment stuck in his hand, doubling the destructive force
If this continue, Altaris was fated to lose
"Such an end for Glass canon"
He thought, reminded of the state of his limb.
"Surrender"
Altaris say, finally give Fredrick choice. To continue, and retaliate, who almost impossible knowing the agony the guy felt, or state defeat and swallow his pride.
"Akhhhhhh..... fuck, .... i surrender"
So he was forced to concede
The moment he say so, the fire was gone. Leave without a single trace. His hand is still pain, a fourth-degree burn at that, the highest kind of burn. But at least, it's lesser then before
And plus, now he's able to think straight. Unchained by agony like before.
"For fuck sake man, it supposed to be a spar"
He sneer, with almost regretful tone. He was the one who challenge him after all, even though Altaris was the one who need an outlet.
But almost tho, good thing is, now he know how strong Altaris is
"Yes, a spar that almost destroy my hand"
"You burned mine, Now it's unusable"
Frederick contort, can't believe Altaris has the nerve to defend himself
"It was supposed to, what do you think will happen fighting a guy who mainly used fire ? get frozen ?"
"Atleast tone it down a liitle"
"And let you throw the next punch, i think not"
"alright...alright, Enough. I lose"
Fredrick say in surrender. Altaris is surprisingly chatty today. Usually, he just ignore his attempt to banter.
"It's good i suppose"
Frederick thought, almost relieved
While their fight is impressive, the more awesome fight is proceeding
no other between the son of her and crown prince
Both, power wise, was in different level from others. They got the advantage to be trained before entering Academy
One with the access of the power of faith, and one, trained early to use magic. Unchained by the rules of society.
So this fight, unceremoniously, is to determined the first year strongest recruit.
And possible, to get enough fame for letter be used to take the mantle of tower master
To the class, this fight is that important, to pick the one worthy of leading them
For both of them tho, this is the spar of the truest sense. Just to test and clash, having fun admits the unfolding battle
They literally brawl with smile
"So how's your fight"
Altaris ask Violet, who not so surprisingly, skipping back to them with girl in hand.
"Nothing much, we fight and suddenly become friends"
"Actually, Violet can't conjure enough eyes to hurt me so we just stopped all together"
Said the new girl
"Names Asha by the way"
She continues. While extend her hand, prompting a shake, who Altaris and Frederick, easily take. Well, not Frederick tho, he need to use his left hand instead.
Asha is energetic girl. The way she chimed in without care is a prove for that notion. Her body, is lean, borderline athletic even, with a few small muscle here and there, and prominent abs. Her skin is tanned, giving her lovely exotic looks, a rare kind, in this era beauty standard.
"She's not bad"
Altaris, mumble while examine her. A bit rude, especially with Violet hugging his hand. But it does not matter, attractive or not, his heart is bind to Violet. There was no room for other women. And if there is, Violet will fill it in a jiffy. He was addicted to her.
"Well, already look for the second, it seems"
She joked, trying to gauge his reaction
"Violet you know i can't. You'll kill me before that happens"
"Well it's better for you to dead then to be for others"
Violet comment like it's the most normal thing to say. The obsession matter is at the highest, to the point of maniac. Looking at this, Altaris, in need to distract her. They are in class, their real connection must be hidden, no one need to know that their both not virgin anymore
"Come Violet here, we need to see the match"
"Between ?"
"The son of hero and the crown prince"
"Is it supposed to be interesting ?"
"Violet please, just, follow my lead okay. We might learn a thing or two"
When they talk like this, They feel like inside their own world. And both Frederick and Asha understand this. Thus, they just focus on the battle, just like Altaris said, they might learn a thing or two
And with that, the battle, is really not disappointing
Both parties arsenal is massive, their usage of magic are really colorful an flashy