Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Fite 19- A Draconic Duel (FITE WEEK! Draco vs. Sarah)

Monday! Monday! Monday! What's so special about Monday you might ask? It is the beginning of FITE WEEK! For the first fite of this amazing week, the massive gentlemanly dragon Draco shall be fiting the plucky young white mage Sarah. Draco and Sarah, time to Fite Yer' Mate!
The two combatants enter the ring to hails of applause and fanfare. Sarah waves to the many cheering fans while Draco positions himself in the middle of the ring, ready to get the show on the proverbial road. Once the crowd dies down a bit, Sarah brings her massive hammer to bear. Draco grins at the little white mage.

"Ready, tubby?"

Sarah ignores his insult, instead focusing on readying the charge on Thor's Hammer. Gezora begins the countdown, and as soon as he gives the signal, both combatants leap. Sarah leaps towards Draco, who leaps out of the way and begins to fly around in the air. Sarah begins to hurl thunderbolts from her hammer, but the gentlemanly dragon has no trouble ducking and dodging the projectile lightning. Draco snorts a puff of flame, but begins to hover in place after Sarah's assault ends.

"Do you even remember why I challenged you to this fite?" Draco begins, "I wouldn't expect you to, with you lack of formal education beyond putting your arms in the air and yelling magic words. I contested your victory in the Impersonate Yer' Mates competition. Your performance was bland and full of cliches. You could have slapped any old villain's name on your act and it would have been the same thing. Other people, like Nepeta, put effort in their show. If Sine hadn't gone first and ruined the novelty of a Sarah costume, I would have no doubt she would have won. If anything, Nepeta performed like you should behave. But of course, she would have had to get through you. You only won because of how disgustingly cute you behave. The judges had no choice but to vote for you, because everyone would hate to make poor little Sarah cry because she lost. You are the most manipulative person here. If anyone wants to speak out against you, the bar despises them as if you were some goddess free from imperfection. And why? Because of your nauseatingly adorable personality that, I might say, is wildly inappropriate for a girl your age. Do you see anyone else your age fawning over a boy like a stalker and putting on ridiculous parades for him? If you didn't have your shield of cuteness, you'd just be another face in the crowd, Number 3."

Sarah stood dumbfounded from Draco's rant. Most of Draco's previous insults were light-hearted and funny, but this one just grabbed all of Sarah's insecurities and shook them violently like a belligerent magic 8-ball. Is she manipulating people with her cuteness? And is her behavior towards Alex inappropriate? Her eyes begin to tear up from all her sad thoughts, obscuring her vision and preventing her from seeing Draco fly towards her and smacking her across the arena. The audience boos at Draco's offensive rant, but he turns to them to address their complaints.

"A good businessman knows his foe's weakest point is the mind."

Sarah hits the arena wall with a shriek of pain. She quickly cures the damage to her back before she runs back to the arena's center, hoping to drown out the thoughts of Draco's mean words by focusing solely on the fite. Draco feels Holy spells slam into his body as he tries to get back in the air, and although they do little damage, they manage to prevent his escape from Sarah's charge. Leaping up once more, the white mage this time manages to grab onto a leg and begin to scale her massive draconic foe.

Draco twists about in the air as he tries to dislodge the white mage from his body, but he finds that she is just out of reach of any of his claws. He tries to shake her off as well, but she grabs onto the spikes on his back and holds on as Draco makes himself dizzy from all the spinning and shaking. While he was momentarily disoriented, Sarah takes her hammer and jabs it's sharp end into one of the wings. Draco roars in pain as she manages to tear the wing off at its base.

The two fall together in a spiral as Sarah jabs her hammer into the other wings and removes it as well. Before Draco hit the ground, Sarah casts Float to hover above the falling dragon. Draco lands on his back, looking up to see the white mage who just crippled his flying ability. The usually reserved dragon allows himself to get angry. With a swiftness unseen before in the dragon, Draco whips his body up and smacks the white mage down with his tail. Sarah slams down into the ground, another shrill scream escaping her lips. Before she could cast a spell to heal the damages. One of Draco's claws crushes the magic caster. Bones shatter beneath his massive girth, and Sarah screams as one of the claws dig into the flesh of her left arm. Almost effortlessly, the clawed finger yanks the arm off at the elbow.

Sarah, despite her situation, begins to look for her hammer, hoping to electrocute the brute that stood on top of her. Draco's free hand holds up Thor's Hammer.

"Looking for this thing? Well go get it."

The hammer is flung up towards the ceiling. The pointy edge lodging into it, leaving the hammer stuck way out of the reaches of the crippled competitors. Draco grins once more, and leans down to look at Sarah's face. Sarah was in immense pain, but she still looked determined, somehow clinging to the hope that she could escape this situation. Draco laughs, and then begins to breath fire on the white mage. She manages to cast a weak NulFire spell before the flames start, but it only lasts for so long. Soon, the white mage's robe, face, and hair are on fire with the flames from the dragon's maw.
Sarah feels a pain unlike any she has felt before. Almost all of her beautiful golden blond hair is burnt off, and the only remaining hair is charred a dark ugly black. Her white robe is burnt to the same color, and it is tattered to the point it can only barely cover her body. She begins to feel one of her eyes melt from the sheer intensity of the heat. She can't get in a Cure spell or any other spells. Draco's flames stop.

"I don't need to kill you to win. That would just be ungentlemanly. Just let yourself faint, and this will all be over. If you don't soon, the flames will, unfortunately, kill you."

Draco gives her time to think it over, but she still refuses to quit. With a sigh, he begins to ready a second wave of firebreath. As soon as the flames start, a blue glow appears from beneath the mage's tattered robes. The Water Crystal has activated...

The feeble body of the damaged white mage is surrounded by a sphere of water, protecting her completely from the fire’s damage. The sphere begins to grow in size, causing Draco to release Sarah and begin retreating to try and escape it. Soon, the sphere engulfs him, the referee, the crowd, and the entire arena!

This battle is underwater now.

Sarah begins to cure herself, but she finds that her barrage of Holy spells on the flying Draco earlier seriously depleted her magic points. She only manages to cast some weaker cure spells, repairing some bones and internal injuries, but leaving her with one eye and a bad hair day. Adjusting her tattered robes into a makeshift swimsuit, Sarah begins to swim like a magnificent marlin towards Draco.

Draco moved through the water less like a fish and more like a Dumbo Octopus. Okay, more like how Dumbo the elephant might move through the water. Draco doggie-paddled about, trying to find somewhere he might find air. He could hold his breath fine for a long time, but it was best to know where some oxygen is when the time to breathe came. He saw Sarah, but for now he’d have to ignore her. He swam past crowd members who tried to get their bearings in the water, but there seemed to be no air pockets anywhere in the arena. He would have to finish this quickly.

Draco begins to swim towards Sarah, and he eventually finds a faster swimming method by swimming similarly to a giant reptilian otter. Not having his wings actually made swimming much easier it seemed. Draco tried to find out where Sarah was swimming off to, but by the time he caught up with the Warrior of Light, she had already reached her destination. The arena-wide flood had gone all the way up to the ceiling. Sarah had retrieved Thor's Hammer.

A couple bubbles escaped Draco's mouth that, if he were on land, would have been the words "Oh crap."

Sarah swims towards Draco as the dragon tries to dodge, but his mobility is impaired by the water. It seems the water has trapped him in a tomb of currents, leaving him directly in the line of Sarah's charge. Draco swings his claw forward, barely managing to push Sarah away from braining him with the hammer. Her swings seemed even faster than they were on land.

The watery tomb begins to swirl about, Draco struggles to keep his eyes on the mage amidst the whirlpool, only to notice the calm waters that seemed to surround her. Draco cursed the water crystal, but then he got an idea. He lashes forward with his jaws, biting off the mage's legs.

Ouch.

Unfortunately for Sarah, the Water Crystal was also stored around her waist, and the legs being consumed caused the crystal to go free. The currents stopped, and Sarah used the last of her magic power to heal the damage to her legs, leaving two stumps in their place. Both Draco and Sarah were now impaired in the water. Both eyed the Water Crystal. Both swam towards it as best they could.

Draco got there first.

With a massive gulp, Draco consumed both the crystal and a few gallons of dirty water. But the crystal does nothing in his stomach. He can't breath in the water, he can't swim any better. It only worked for the true Warrior of Light.

Speaking of breathing, a certain dragon has found his lungs incapable of holding up any longer. The dragon needs to breath, or he'll pass out and drown. What Draco didn't realize during his consumption of the crystal and the breathing problem was that Sarah had not been aiming for the crystal. She was aiming for Draco. As soon as Draco had found himself with a bellyful of water and lungs empty of air, he also found his underside full of hammer. The pointy end had found a spot between the scales and punctured right into the dragon's belly. Draco's hand quickly pulled the heavily injured mage in front of his face and he prepared to bite her head off for the kill.

And then Thor's Hammer electrocuted him.
 As is the norm for electrified fiters, Draco's insides are liquified, leaving the dragon KO'd in the water. Sarah feels the shock of her hammer as well, passing out mere moments after the dragon's death. The lifeless bodies of the fiters fall to the ground, but the referee has declared Sarah the winner, since she barely managed to outlast the dragon.

The audience is still struggling in the water at this point, some passed out from lack of air, others trying to find a way to escape the flooded arena. The referee, however, has no problem with the flooded arena, and has taken the opportunity to get back in touch with his inner cuttlefish.

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