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[Fenix]

RainingSalamanders

It only took a second for Kouta to close his eyes and reopen them to change his location. No longer was he in his dimly lit room facing the ceiling, but rather he was lying on a bed within an inn in the Salamander capital Gattan. Within Alfheim Kouta could leave behind the worries of his real-life and indulge in the life of his other identity. Controlling his avatar, the youth quickly exited the inn and headed in the direction of the large tower in the center of the city.

It was the prime time to be online, as players were all moving about. Going to different vendors or starting quests to get the full experience of this world. Fenix dodged through the crowd, getting to his location without having to utilize his map or looking up to see it. Though a small feat, it made him proud. He was finally getting used to this world, soon he would be able to maneuver through all the streets of the city without utilizing any resources.

Once the Salamander reached the tower he stepped into the main entrance and merged with the crowds of players that were utilizing the elevator to get to the top. When he was finally able to get in, he maneuvered himself to be leaning against the back wall. It was a bit awkward for him, as his sword was pressing into his back, but he dealt with it until the elevator reached the top. As soon as the doors were open, he waited for everyone else to get out before he too left the confines of the space.

On the roof, he walked to the edge and swiped his left index finger down, opening up the menu. He then selected the map icon and had a world map appear before him. His finger traced the different routes he could take to get to some place new, and then he saw the Ancient Forest.

I should check that place out, I’ve never been there before, he thought as he stared straight in the direction he would head in.

“Let’s go,” he said while taking a running leap while activating his wings. The red wings shot out behind him and immediately broke the fall he was about to take. With the speed Fenix quickly gained distance and was able to perform a short dive before climbing again. He was able to control most of this simple flight with the controller that was in his left hand.

Pushing the stick forward once he nearly reached the maximum height, he pushed the acceleration button, gaining speed. When he was within sight of the Ancient Forest, he began to slow down, wanting to control his descent into the new area. Fenix wanted to take in the sights and realize how much work had been put into making the region. Once he crossed the region border, he attempted to slow down, but for some reason he noticed that he was not slowing down, but he was rather falling, and quite quickly.

“What?!” he screamed while feeling the wind whip against as he collided into the weak branches. By the time he finally reached the ground, he began to question why he did not get the huge thud from hitting the ground. In fact, he would say that the area was soft. He could tell because his health bar had only fallen half-way, through some miracle.

“Now, where am I?” he asked aloud, looking around his surroundings.

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[Fleur]

RAINING SALAMANDERS

There was something about the Ancient Forest which was calming to Fleur. It was one of the first areas of the virtual world which the girl encountered after making her avatar, and since that day it remained one of, if not her favorite, spot to wander. While some would find the clustered and shadowy forest stifling or even downright frightening, Fleur took comfort in the silence which permeated the primeval woods and the solitude which it consequently provided. Solitude did come with danger though. It was rather rare for her trips to go without encountering some kind of bloodthirsty monster, but monsters could be dispatched or at the very least ran from.

Chatty players, not so much.

That was why Fleur had been in a hurry to leave Swilvane the second she had logged in and arrived at the city’s inn. She was forced to endure another one of her father’s chiding lectures just moments before, and the last thing she needed was a sniveling nerd asking to party up. Instead she had sought refuge in a rather deep part of the Ancient Woods to ensure that absolutely no one would cross her path for at least an hour or two.

At least, that had been the plan, and was why Fleur was completely lost in thought as she walked down one of the snaking dirt trails which led through the woods. The girl’s hands were clasped behind her head and her eyes closed, so that nothing reached her mind except the soft whispering of leaves rustling in the…

*snap*

The sharp crack of breaking wood broke the silence and stopped Fleur mid-step. The Sylph slowly opened her eyes and peered into the darkness around her, but seeing nothing she assumed it was just another monster, or, heaven forbid, another player. Gritting her teeth and hoping whatever it was would stay well clear of her, the girl continued on her…

*snap* *snap* *snap*

A chorus of splintering wood filled the air along with a muffled scream, but before Fleur could react she felt a heavy object fall onto her back, with no time to even register the blow prior to the Slyph being face down in the dirt. For a moment the girl just lay there dazed as the dust settled, and it took her a few seconds to register the fact that her health bar was now only half full. That, and the weight which rested on her now sore back.

Fleur strained to get a good look of whatever had fallen onto her, but could only turn her head far enough to glimpse a black…boot? That was when she heard the confused voice of another player nearby, and it didn’t take long for the Sylph to put two and two together.

“Get off me you imbecile!” The girl began to squirm as she tried to free herself from underneath the other player, but much to her chagrin the Sylph’s were built for speed and not strength as was becoming painfully obvious from her fruitless efforts. That being said, whatever incompetent oaf had decided to use Fleur as a cushion would find themselves sorely hurting if they dawdled for even a single second.

Though, Fleur would have felt a lot better about the threat if only her sword was actually within arm’s reach.

TAGGED Fenix

NOTES HP: 200/200 MP: 130/130 PA: 20 MA: 40 SP: 30

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

[Fenix]

RainingSalamanders

While Fenix began to rub the back of his head from the impact, he heard a cry came from beneath him. His eyes darted down to the sound immediately and noticed the blonde hair of another character. At this he jumped off the person and went to the side. The quick action helped him put about five feet between himself and the other player that he had landed on.

What did I do? he asked himself. Fenix could already feel his pulse rising as he felt guilty about hurting the person. What’s more is that he did not know the reaction that they were going to give. Normally if he had run into anyone he would be apologizing multiple times, hoping that the person was not hurt. After all, if he was in the real world he would not want to suddenly become a person’s enemy just because of something beyond his control. And if one person became my enemy, then everyone does…that is how groups work, right? he thought while contemplating what to do. Wanting to end the time limit on when a person could legitimately resent him for the accident he walked over and offered a hand down to the person. “I’m really sorry about that, I had a malfunction with the flight controller, let me help you up,” he offered, hoping that this gesture would be enough to ensure his own safety in a zone that was dangerous for him to be in.

With his eyes fixed on the person he noticed that her attire was different from what many of the races would normally have. If he remembered correctly the Sylph’s that owned the Ancient Forest were known for having clothing themed around the color green. He would not go so far as to say that the girl might have been a Salamander from the red, but it was the variety of colors that was confusing him.  As he waited, the only thought that was going through his mind was I hope they are not too angry.

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[Fleur]

RAINING SALAMANDERS

Shortly after her outburst Fleur felt the weight lift off her back as the other player leapt clear of her body. Now that that she was able to breathe normally once more the Sylph let out a deep sigh and propped herself up on her shoulders. Any look of relief on Fleur’s face became a scowl however as she turned to face the incompetent fool who landed on her.

Standing several feet away from Fleur was a blonde haired boy, his hair being more reddish in hue than her own. The loose white clothing which he wore shone palely in the dim light of the forest, though what caught her attention more was the heavy red accent of the garments. The girl knew that each of the races had their own color scheme and that most, unlike herself, tended to stick with whatever unfortunate color they were given. At the moment the Sylph could not remember what red signified though in the fantasy world. And the stranger for his part was rather unhelpful, choosing to stand shocked in silence like an idiot.

That was at least until he took a few steps towards the prone Sylph and extended a hand in an offer of help, giving off a pitiful excuse in the process of why he had ended up falling from the sky. That, or the guy was really as incompetent as Fleur had first thought. In response to his gesture the Sylph briskly swatted the boy’s palm away with the back of her hand and stood up, her anger remaining as she brushed off the dirt and leaves which clung to her outfit. She then glanced back up at the stranger and folded her arms. “Sorry? Sorry? That is all you can say after that utter fiasco? If I was not convinced you really are as pitiful as you say and what happened was an accident I would run you through for attacking me, let alone for…”

Salamander. At that moment Fleur remembered that the race associated with red was the desert dwelling Salamanders, a race known for their brute physical strength and talent in fire magic. They also happened to be known for being in a war with the Sylph and Cait Sith races, a fact that Fleur was fully aware of from time spent in Swilvane. Fleur honestly could not care less about the politics between the races or even helping out the Sylph’s, but another fact which Fleur remembered was that races at war could be freely attacked when found in friendly territory. And the Salamander in front of her did manage to piss her off.

In one fluid motion Fleur unhooked her arms and drew the sword which hung at her waist with her right hand. The metal of the blade flashed for a moment as it came to rest just inches from the boy’s throat. At the same time the Slyph’s eyes narrowed as she continued to glare at the Salamander and finish the rest of her response. “…trespassing in Sylph territory, Salamander. In fact, give me one good reason why I should not finish you here and now. After all, by coming this deep into the forest you are either stupid or willing to die, and I am starting to believe it may be both.”

As she waited for either a verbal or physical response from the boy the Sylph looked for any weapons on the Salamander, and soon spotted the large two-handed sword strapped to his back. The girl smirked as she saw this, since the weight of the blade meant that by the time he would be able to draw it the tip of her sword would already be through his neck. Though as Fleur lightly held the handle of her sword in her outstretched hand she could already feel the weight of her own blade pulling downward, and the girl struggled to keep the quiver of the sword’s tip as unnoticeable as possible.

TAGGED Fenix

NOTES HP: 200/200 MP: 130/130 PA: 20 MA: 40 SP: 30

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

[Fenix]

RainingSalamanders

As Fenix waited for the girl he saw her leap up and take an opposite stance of his own.  When she spoke with such harsh words, the Salamander immediately took a step back in shock at the girl's reaction to his mistake.  I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... he continued in his mind, wanting, no hoping, that by apologizing more the person would somehow not be as hostile to him.  He closed his eyes while also telling himself, but I apologized, it was a mistake...

When he opened his eyes the view before him had changed.  Instead of just being verbally hostile, the girl had drawn her sword and was aiming it directly at him, as though it was ready to go off and pierce his body in an instant.  Then she spoke again, asking him for a good reason as to why she should not run him through simply for being a Salamander in Sylph Territory. 

She must be Sylph then, Fenix thought as he directed his eyes at the tip of the blade.  What can I do...what would Fenix do? he asked himself, leaving behind his online persona for the brief moment to collect himself and remember that he was in a virtual world.  There was no need to be his regular timid self.  Here in this world he was Fenix the Salamander.

"Why do I need a reason for going somewhere in this world?" he asked while putting his strength into a jump back.  As he landed he drew his own sword from his back.  With this distance he should be able to have enough time to draw it and ready himself for any combat that would ensue.  After taking the sword from its resting place, he swung the blade across from both sides of his body with one hand holding it.  As he ended the swings he brought both hands to the blade and readied it in front of his body, just as he would when entering a kendo duel.

"I made a mistake and you're already flashing your sword at me? If an apology is not enough for you then I don't know what is, but if you're this insistent then I would gladly fight you.  Though if you do want to fight, at least make it fair so we can both damage one another," Fenix announced in a confident manner.  He knew that what he had done was right, he apologized.  If anyone was at fault it was the girl before him.  If he had to he would fight this girl in a duel so that she would leave him alone, or at least let him leave with his life intact so that he could continue adventuring through the forest.

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[Fleur]

RAINING SALAMANDERS

What the blonde haired boy did next surprised Fleur. Given their encounter so far she expected him to simply stammer off a few more excuses and leave the area. That, or given his level of competence prior, she half awaited the Salamander to make an obvious fumble for his large sword and then an easy coup de grace on her part. But not only did the other player’s smile dissolve into an unexpected look of determination, but he also reacted to her sword by leaping backwards out of reach. Which was…annoyingly smart.

Seeing this the Sylph mentally cursed herself for her inaction, especially as she watched the Salamander draw his own weapon. Fleur could not help but stare a little wide eyed as with but a few twists of his wrist the boy sliced his bulky sword through the air with ease, before bringing the weapon to bear in front of his body in a battle stance. The other player then demanded to know why he would not be allowed in the Ancient Forest, and the reason for the girl’s hostility.

Undeterred by the Salamander’s showmanship Fleur took a step back and positioned her body perpendicular to that of her opponent’s. Recollecting her focus the Sylph kept her eyes, and the point of her sword, on the boy as she leveled the weapon parallel to the ground in the familiar fencing position she knew well. Fleur had only fought a few basic monsters and no players before that day, but she still wore a confident smile as she eyed her foe. While she was inexperienced in the fantasy world Fleur was no stranger to swordplay. And it would only be a few moments before the whelp learned that the hard way.

Though, as eager as she was to stab the brat, Fleur figured she could at least oblige him with a response and one last opportunity to run with his tail between his legs. “You picked the one place in the world where no reason is good enough, Salamander. What you call a mistake amounts to an invasion of Sylph territory by a sworn enemy, and I will give you one last chance to leave while you still can. Otherwise, en garde!” The girl waited to see what the stranger would do, though she already knew the end result would be the same no matter what course he chose. The question was simply whether she would get the satisfaction of a victory, or the amusement of watching the boy run for his life.

But before either transpired the tense silence of the forest was broken again by the sound of splintering wood and rustling leaves. Though she did not risk averting her eyes to see the source, Fleur could tell it was approaching them, and quickly. The girl gripped her sword tighter and clenched her teeth. I swear if it is another damned Salamander falling from the sky...

A few seconds later the commotion had become so great that the Sylph could not help but turn her head to see what imbecile might join them, when out of the side of the path burst the form of a large bear with such ferocity that a spray of wooden splinters showered the stunned girl. The bear’s brown pelt was dotted with clumps of ragged fur intermingled with bits of caught brush, and the shine of the creatures blood red eyes were only outdone by the sunlit gleam of the large fangs protruding from its foaming mouth. Fleur let out a shriek and stumbled as she tried to back away from monster, nearly losing her sword as she fumbled to regain her balance.

All the while the bear continued to charge towards them as it let out a deafening roar.

TAGGED Fenix

NOTES HP: 200/200 MP: 130/130 PA: 20 MA: 40 SP: 30

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

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[Fenix]

RainingSalamanders

Fenix’s eyes narrowed as he watched his Sylph adversary prepare herself in a combat position. Her form was well put together, almost flawless it how it was performed. The Salamander could tell that she must have practiced just as much as he had in his own swordsmanship. She’s going to be a strong opponent, he thought while steadying his own breathing, preparing for her to make the first move.

He focused all his senses onto the world around him. He could hear the leaves fluttering on their branches far above his head, even the breeze that rocked the grass around was audible to him. His pulse was slowing as he grew calmer, ready to handle any attack that this person would be able to throw at him. In this preparation, he remember that he had already taken damage from the fall, which would make this duel shorter because for both of them their health was already half-way gone and in the yellow.

The silence was broken when the girl spoke, and as Fenix listened, he began to get an image of this girl in his head. As she chastised him yet again for his mistake, he imagined the disciplinary committee members from his school. They were the ones who kept up justice within the school making sure that students were not misbehaving. Thus, as he listened his eyes grew blanker in disbelief at the girl’s inability to be understanding towards him. Talk about a one track mind, he thought while making his stance more firm, ready to block any strike that got near him.

Silence again took over the air after the final threat had been spoken. Fenix took a deep breath, ready to prove how steady he was able to make himself in the midst of staring down an opponent. As he did this however, he noticed that the silence was being broken by the sound of trees being roughly scraped. He did not want to move his eyes from the target before him, as that could be the last mistake he would make before he would be revived in the Salamander capital.

As the sound grew louder, he decided that he could risk looking over at the source, and when he did a deafening roar resounded as a large bear entered their clearing. The small trees around them splintered as the beast sprung forward and stood upon its hind legs, making its appearance known to the two fairies. Fenix focused his eyes on the beast, wanting to identify it, and as he did he saw the name Forest Bear appear above a health bar.

It was not a look of fear, but more of surprise that took his face. For a game to create an animal this terrifying as a monster was undoubtedly a good idea. As he turned to look back at the girl he saw her stumble back and release a shriek.

Would this be a good time to escape her? he asked himself suddenly realizing that he could get away from the situation he had just gotten in, no, Fenix would not run, even if she was about to kill me, I should not simply run!

The Salamander’s eyes again grew narrow as he leapt forward with his blade in hand. He slipped the weapon down onto his left side as he prepared it for his first attack. When he was within distance of the bear he stopped his body and planted his feet firmly onto the ground and tore his blade upwards. The attack sliced through the chest of the bear, leaving behind a trail of red pixels that quickly faded away, leaving only the marking of his strike.

Fenix prepared to deliver another blow, this time ready to strike from the right side. Before he could land his blow, the bear swept with its great arms and knocked him in the chest, sending him flying backwards several feet. He was able to catch himself by planting his sword into the ground. His health had taken another dive, this time turning into the red portion. A streak of red marks were on his chest from the bear’s attack.

More important than the damage he took, he looked back over to the Sylph girl. “Get out of here, I’ll take this thing on!” he shouted, and then realized what he had said. If he were not in battle, he would have been terribly embarrassed by saying something that sounded so cool, like the heroes in movies.

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[Fleur]

RAINING SALAMANDERS

As Fleur regained her balance she turned to face the enormous creature. The name Forest Bear appeared above a green health bar as she did so, however the simple title did not do the monster justice. The girl was not scared of the virtual beast, although its sudden appearance was shocking to say the least, but it was unlike anything she had encountered previously in the Ancient Forest. The bear was easily twice the size of any scraggly wolf she had fought and far more ferocious. The Sylph could not even be sure she had the stats or experience to fight a monster this deep in the forest, and for a moment she just stood rooted to the ground, her sword hanging limply at her side.

That was at least until she saw the figure of the Salamander, all but forgotten tell then, leap past her towards the charging bear. She watched as the other player delivered a fierce cutting blow into the chest of the monster, stopping the beast in its tracks with a burst of red pixels. But as the boy began a second swing of his sword the bear swatted him aside like an annoying fly. Fleur did not watch the player recover from the blow or even check to see if he was still alive, but only concentrated on the sliver of green which had disappeared from the bear’s health bar from the attack. To her it seemed miniscule, and the girl considered just leaving the Salamander to his fate and taking the opportunity to…tactically retreat.

But uncertainty was replaced with bitter anger when she heard the other player demand that she save herself, like some meek damsel in distress. She would show the Salamander just what kind of player he was dealing with, and any hint of uncertainty was dashed aside with resolve to prove her abilities. Stats or no she would beat the monster. And then, if the other player remained, she would finish what they started for his insulting ignorance.

The Sylph dug her heel into the dirt and sprung forward, slicing her sword through the air to point at the ground as she sprinted towards the bear. The boy kneeled between her and the growling monster, but rather than move to either side she aimed straight for the other player. “I told you to leave this forest kid, so stay out of my way!” the Sylph spat as she jumped forward. But rather than sail over the crouched player Fleur landed with her right foot firmly planted on the boy’s shoulder and then her left foot slammed onto the top of his head, the girl using the other player’s body as a springboard to sail higher into the air.

As she neared the bear Fleur pulled back her sword and then stabbed with all her strength, so that when the creature reared up to meet her charge the tip of the weapon became impaled in the bear’s shoulder. A splash of red pixels emitted from the wound as the Sylph carried through the jump, pulling the blade out of the bear’s pelt and landing with a soft thud on the other side of the creature. The girl could not help but grin. She knew that the Sylph’s were one of the most agile of the races in the fantasy world, but what she had just managed to do was downright exhilarating. Adrenaline coursing through her body Fleur then spun around and used the momentum of her movement to again stab her sword towards the bear’s matted flank.

However, the speed of the maneuver and the weight of the blade pulled the weapon too far to the left. This caused the Sylph to miss completely and even overshoot the blow so that she pitched forward past the bear. Unable to regain her balance Fleur could only watch as the monster raked the air with its sharp claws, flinging her body violently forward in the process. The girl landed in a jumbled heap just a few feet away from the crouched Salamander. Through the blur of her eyes and the disturbed dust the Sylph watched as her already yellow health bar lowered into the red zone from only the single hit. One, maybe two more hits would be all it took for the battle to be over in defeat.

But the Sylph gritted her teeth and picked herself up from the ground, using her sword to lean on as she caught her breath. She paid no mind to the other player beside her and instead concentrated on the form of the bear leering in front of her as it roared in anger. She knew she could do this. As fresh resolve filled her mind Fleur stood up again and regained her fighting stance. There would be a winner in that battle, and Fleur was damned if she was going to let a mangy beast get the best of her.

TAGGED Fenix

NOTES HP: 200/200 MP: 130/130 PA: 20 MA: 40 SP: 30

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

[Fenix]

Raining Salamanders

Still crouched on the ground Fenix glanced up at the bear, steadying any uneasiness within him. This was not the real world. He was not fighting against any of his club members in a duel that he would normally lose. No, this time he was fighting a virtual creature that would attack with every fiber of its being. His survival counted on being able to take down this beast. He was not going to let himself die here, not in this forest after he just started. As long as she gets away my sacrifice will be worth it, he told himself as he tightened his grip on the handle of this sword.

Just as he was prepared to stand up and prepare himself for the long fight, his attention was pulled away by the shout from behind him. A look of surprise filled his face as he watched the Sylph girl run towards him with her sword in hand and plant her foot firmly on his back. As this happened he turned to look up. All color from his face left as he was able to catch a glimpse of what no mere mortal should be allowed to glance upon freely. Just as swiftly as the color left his face, it became bright red through being embarrassed, though for what real reason, was a mystery to the young man.

His focus was reeled back into this false reality as he watched the blonde girl plunge forward with a lunge and pierce the body of the bear. The red pixels once again danced through the air just as the fairy girl that had completely taken all of Fenix’s attention. He was right, she was a very skilled swordswoman, one that he was now glad that he did not have to fight immediately. His eyes still followed her as she took another stab at the bear, only to get swatted away just as he did. He watched as her health dipped down into the red as well.

We won’t be able to take this thing down separately, he told himself as he looked to see how much damage the two of them dealt with one strike each. Suddenly seeing this strong monster got his blood moving quickly. It was a feeling that was completely new to him, he had never gotten this kind of rush from his duels in the real world. None of those came anywhere near to as thrilling as this.

“Sylph girl, if you’re gonna stay, then we might as well work together! Follow me after my attacks,” he commanded while taking control of this new fire that was boiling through his body.

“Ek verpa einn brandr muspilli, kalla bresta bani, steypa lundr drótt,” Fenix cast as the words of power to his magic began to swirl around his body. All the words stated correctly in the incantation became highlighted and stopped before him as he held his left hand outstretched before him. As he finished the words a ball of flame began to form in front of him before it was propelled forward towards his target.

The fireball flew forward and struck the bear, leading to a large explosion. The flames covered the bear, setting it aflame and causing the creature to release a roar that would have caused any fearful mortal to flee.

Once Fenix saw that his magic spell had made contact, he started running forward, letting his sword fall to his left side again, and preparing it for an attack. He put all his strength in maintaining his form so that this strike would carry the full power from one of his trained blows.

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[Fleur]

RAINING SALAMANDERS

Fleur let out a deep breath to clear her mind in order to focus entirely on the battle. At the same time she tensed her body and readied her sword for another attack. The girl would have to be careful where she struck and subsequently moved, and already her eyes were scanning for the best place to strike the ragged beast. Even a single hit from the bear’s sharp claws could knock her out of the fight for good, and Fleur would not let the fight end in such a way.

But before the Sylph could re-enter the fray she heard the player next to her speak up again, unfortunately. For what the Salamander had to say hit a particular nerve for the girl, more so than anything said previously. For a moment Fleur forgot about the raging battle and whipped around with fire in her narrowed eyes. Not only did he, oh so amusingly, propose that they work together, but the Salamander even dared to command her to follow his lead. She could brush the first off as an ill-timed joke, but the latter insult would have to be answered for. Possibly with blood. Or at least copious amounts of HP.

But before the girl could retaliate, and decide whether to do so with words or blade, the other player had already engaged the bear once more. A swirl of golden words began to flow around the boy’s body as he started the chant a spell. As the last syllable of the magical language was spoken a fireball gathered in the Salamander’s palm and then launched forward toward its target. A moment later the orb of swirling flame impacted with a loud boom on the bear’s flank, not only damaging the large creature but setting its ragged fur aflame. The shadowy forest was suddenly lit up by the flickering fire as the bear let out a tremendous roar in both anger and pain.

The impressiveness of the sight though was lost to Fleur as she continued to glare at the Salamander. She watched as the other player began to charge towards the bear for another strike with his sword, but despite the anger she felt she stayed her own weapon. Her own personal grudge against the boy would have to wait until after the monster was defeated. Though by no means would she team up with him. Or make things easy for him either.

Once again raising her sword Fleur sprinted towards the bear. Her natural Sylph speed allowed the girl to catch up with the other player just as he began to swing his weapon. With a pivot of her foot the Sylph darted to the right side of the boy and then cut in towards the left. “I do not need your help, Salamander!” she shouted. Putting all her weight behind it the girl slammed into the player, using her shoulder to shove him out of the way. As she regained her stance Fleur then went in for her own strike. Two glowing red circles appeared on the still writhing bear as with a quick twist of her arm the Sylph sunk her blade twice into the monster’s hide. The girl then jumped back out of reach of the creatures glinting claws, a thick furred arm passing just inches from her body as the bear wildly attacked in its fury.

Out of harm’s way for the moment, the Sylph then decided that it was time to show the Salamander what real magic looked like. The girl sidestepped around the bear in order to keep her distance, and moved until she found a good spot to attack the monster from. A spot which just so happened to have the other player between her and the bear. Fleur sheathed her sword and raised both her palms towards the burning creature, and then began to recite the magic words for the one spell she knew. “Ek skýt tuttugu smár striða!” As the golden words appeared and became highlighted in the air in front of the Sylph a swirl of yellow energy gathered at her palms. The magic then condensed into a single glowing circle, from which shot out a shower of magical needles towards the bear. Fleur watched as the spell pierced into the monster, its large size meaning that most of the needles had hit.

Seeing this the girl smirked as she once again drew her sword. In fact, as she watched her happiness only grew. Not only did the attack cause the bear to grunt in pain as more of its HP was drained, but the Sylph got the added satisfaction of realizing that her wind-laced needles had blown out the fire caused by the Salamander’s spell. She would show the other player that none of his pathetic help would be needed for the bear to fall, and already as she stood the girl was plotting where her next strike would go.

TAGGED Fenix

NOTES HP: 200/200 MP: 130/130 PA: 20 MA: 40 SP: 30

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

[Fenix]

Raining Salamanders

The Salamander stiffened his body as he prepared to put everything behind this blow to the flaming bear. He could feel the power of the race’s physique as he began the motion to strike the bear. This time he would not get hit, this time he would knock the bear back. Maybe he could even instill fear into this monster. That would be the day, when he could put fear into a computer generated creature.

Just as he was about to release all the pent up power behind the blow, he heard the girl’s voice from behind him. He was not able to make out what she was saying, except he heard the name she had given him at the end. Before he could put together everything she had said, he felt an outside force hit him from the side. If an avatar needed air, or even had lungs to hold the air, the hit would have knocked them empty. Fenix had not prepared himself to take a blow from that side, and was knocked off his stance with the blow, sending him rolling away from the bear.

From his position on the ground he was able to see the Sylph girl raise her sword and release an impressive display of swordsmanship by stabbing the beast twice within seconds. However, her attack was not done as he saw her then dodge a swing of the bear’s claws and put distance between the beast and herself. Then, just as he had been surrounded by the words of power for spells, the girl began to be surrounded as well before she launched off an attack from a golden sphere. The needles swarmed the bear, piercing and cutting it from all directions. The damage was great, bringing the monster down to the border of yellow and red. In fact, the spell had blown out all the flames that were covering the bear, relieving it of any added damage.

Fenix pushed himself up as he prepared to deliver another blow. Before he could however, the bear began a mad charge towards the girl. Had any small plants been in the area, they would have been crushed immediately from the force of the bear. There was nothing that would be able to stop the beast from this rampage. That is when it hit Fenix. The creature’s health had risen back into the middle of the range. How could it do that? Fenix thought as he saw a miniature effect underneath the name. “Berserk” was all it read. So that is allowing it to regain health, it will probably deal more damage.

With how much health both he and the girl had, he doubted they would be able to last much longer against this creature if they took a hit from it in this rampaging state. Let me make it in time, he thought to himself as he took off in a sprint towards the creature. He was going to cut it off before it could reach the Sylph player. By the time he was able to cover this distance, the bear had already made it to the space before the girl, and raised one of its arms, ready to deliver a finishing blow.

“As if I’d let you!” the Salamander yelled as he raised his blade to his right side and swung it high in the air, ready to bring it down with all his strength on this opponent. As the bear was mid-swing, the blade came down on top of it with such force that it severed the arm from the body. Red pixels filled the air around him as he stopped his sword just inches from the ground. The arm of the bear that was severed exploded into tiny pixels before fading away.

“I’m not done yet,” Fenix said as he then put all his force into spinning his body around, raising his sword with him. Again with his sword at his side, he swung the blade with all his might, slamming into the chest of the bear. This time, probably due to the damage that had already been done, the bear was sent backwards, making a gap between it and the players.

After his second blow to the bear, Fenix raised his sword before him and stared at the creature with the same flame in his eyes that he had when he was preparing to defeat it. The health from the creature had fallen from the fifty percent level back down into the red. It would only be a matter of time before it was killed at the hands of the Salamander.

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