Vinheil and Voramir clashed violently.
Both of their longswords clashing in agony.
Outside the room, Arthur who was listening attentively gasped in shock.
"This is not good", he said to himself.
Arthur immediately ran away to fetch ministers.
...
Vinheil was struggling against the might of Voramir's sword "waloran".
A longsword that was forged by the gods themselves, blue coloured with sharp edges.
Vinheil had a same quality sword but his skills were quite inferior.
Honour met waloran with a loud clang.
Both of their cloaks fluttering, it looked like a lion chasing his prey.
Vinheil charged again with his longsword raised against his head,
Voramir dodged.
A counterattack. No Voramir disappeared.
His red cloak appeared in side of vinheil.
His face grinning as he attacked with all of his might in an downward slash.
Vinheil was startled. A lazy dodge.
The dry floor broke. A huge crater appeared.
Vinheil quickly teleported backwards and then towards his enemy.
He punched him with his right hand.
Voramir tried to dodge but it was late.
Vinheil's fist met Voramir's gut.
Voramir flew backwards towards the room crashing against Several brown pillars.
Blood poured out from his head.
Vinheil quickly teleported himself towards his enemy for another blow.
Several pillars broke as voramir was crashing against them but two of them remained.
Voramir threw his sword on the ground.
And ran towards a brown pillar.
He applied force with both of his hands.
The heavy pillar broke free.
Vinheil's momentum carried him forward but he was too late to dodge the brown pillar which was thrown straight at him.
As vinheil took the heavy blow of that brown pillar, he flew backwards slamming hard against the wall.
The roof was shaking violently as the fight continued.
Voramir teleported. Grabbed vinheil. By his neck. And flew upwards. Breaking the roof.
They were both flying against the heavy wind.
All of indravelora was visible before their boots.
Vinheil kicked him in gut.
Both of them broke free of each other, now flying, they looked like as if dragon and serpent was clashing in the winds.
Hairs flying backwards. Cloaks fluttering left and right. Howling of winds and their grunts.
Both of them were sword free.
They started punching each other throwing their bodies against the wind.
Some punches connected. some dodged. and some missed...
Each punch was thrown at an impeccable speed, showing their hatred and compassion for the kingdom.
They were apart from each other now, circling in air and looking at each other with hatred.
Vinheil muttered a chant.
Voramir did the same.
A spell of fire and ice, respectively.
Fire burned through vinheil's hand.
And multiple icicles were behind Voramir.
Icicles fired first. Soaring through air.
Vinheil dodged skillfully upwards, leaving a trail of fire, which clashed with icicles and made it melt.
Vinheil chuckled and narrowed the distance between him and Voramir.
Voramir quickly chanted.
A blade. Ice blade.
It was translucent in his hands and seemed to blend with the morning.
Vinheil stopped and chanted.
A fire blade made of fuming flames appeared in his hand.
"Two can play this game", vinheil said, "you should have listened to me when you still had time".
Voramir's face was cold as he started at him with an clear intent.
Intent to kill. A desire for bloodlust. Control of kingdom without any interference.
Both of them clashed.
Ice and fire blades clashing. Advantage and disadvantage. Melt and extinguish.
Fire spread throughout Voramir's body as vinheil attacked his opponents gut.
The fire stopped and flickered and in a second, it was gone.
Leaving marks of black charred marks on the armour.
A fire phoenix appeared.
Voramir's eyes widened slightly.
"Using that", he also wanted to kill me once and for all.
Voramir mind a bit mess as he heard the fire phoneix shout.
"Hell breaker, A strong one, never knew that", Voramir seemed impressed.
"You always had tricks up your sleeves that I did not know of", voramir continued.
"You always have been an ignorant one", vinheil seemed offended.
"The ice that burns throughout the snow, the winter that comes in a thousand years of prayers, A wolf that leaves not one thing alive, i summon you to finish my enemy".
Voramir chanted under his breath.
Blue lighting surged forward and spread throughout the air.
When the lightning stopped. A large wolf appeared beside Voramir.
Covered in blue and grey fur, yellow eyes glistening like a jewel, this large wolf that Towered over even Voramir who was six and half feet tall, eyed vinheil's fire phoneix.
The fire phoenix charged forward and opened it's mouth. A fireball rippled through the air, targetting the ice wolf.
The wolf in counter, opened it's mouth as well, large amounts of ice appearing inside of it.
Fireball and iceball charged at each other.
As it clashed, it crackled through the air, making a sound that was hard to listen.
The ice wolf charged forward, jumping in air and grabbed the head of fire phoneix with his Jaw.
The fire phoenix startled, started panicking, quickly gained his composure and burned through his wings.
Fire spread throughout the ice wolf's jaw and he retreated quickly....
The fire phoenix charged forward and spread the fire towards his opponent.
The wolf's body burned as he melted slowly. Crying in exhaustion and pain.
Voramir watched in shock. Agitated. Angry. Alarmed.
Voramir charged quickly and chanted. A longsword appeared in his right hand.
A longsword made up of ice.
Before vinheil or the fire phoenix could do anything. Voramir quickly jumped and in an wide arc, he beheaded the fire phoenix in a one single clean blow.....
The fire phoenix quickly extinguished bit by bit, leaving nothing but ashes behind.