Awean8 - Rynn
X - Arxus
This battlefield sports corpses as far as the eye can see. Swords, and spears stick out from the ground like tombstones. Every single body that lies mangled on this gray dead field seems to be riddled with rats and maggots. The smell of rotten flesh permeates the air, and only the sound that can be heard is the crackling thunder in the distance followed by a flash of lightning.
Rynn stood on one side of the field in a stalemate with his arch-nemesis. Arxus. The warlock stood his ground, "Let's finally settle this rivalry."
With that he drew his daggers began to dash straight him, dexterously evading all of the protruding swords and spears. His eyes began to glow blue as he cast the first spell sending a wreath of blue flame at his opponent, although he knew well enough that it wasn't enough to stop the hardy warrior.