Round 3 - Empress V E1Alpha {Mary Sue}

[Princess Luna]

As Patrick looked around for his opponent, a sudden movement caught his eye. He looked over at it and he could swear that the movement came from his opponent, but he wasn't completely sure. As he began to walk towards the movement, a large burning branch suddenly fell in front of him, sending sparks leaping onto his clothes.

He quickly sheathed his sword and began sending jets of water onto the embers that had caught fire on his clothes. Once the embers were out, he shot a stream of water at the burning branch, which was instantly extinguished. He drew is sword, which was still coated with a thin layer of ice.

"Water," he muttered as the layer of ice melted and became a layer of water. He strode forward, sword at the ready. He walked slowly, completely prepared to jump into the air and start flapping his wings if it was necessary for him to go airborne.

[E1Alpha]

Kaelahn's ears pricked up, as the sound of crashing wood appeared out of nowhere, her sights rapidly darting to the area from which the sound came forth, being able to spot her opponent as she saw steam rising up from the flames being extinguished. Although the flames were proving some obscuration to Kaelahna's line of sight, she took her time to carefully focus her aim onto her opponent's shape. With the obscuring flames not allowing her to line up for a clean headshot, she lowered her aim, aiming at the general torso area, in the hopes to hit her angelic enemy in his upper body, his wings or his arms.

After stabilising her rifle, she went through with it. Her finger pressed down on the trigger of her rifle, and the stored up arcane energy was released, along with an echanted metal, pointed round. The magical force blasting the bullet through the barrel, where it exited with a bright blue flash, the sharpened bullet spiraling through the air as only half a second after she pulled the trigger, the bullet was soaring towards the target area, in the hopes of striking her opponent a lethal blow and disable him. Her biggest hopes were going for his wings, as she did not want to face an enemy that could fly out of her reach.

She did not remain in place to asses the situation, however. She knew that firing the shot would have revealed her position, so as soon as she recovered from the recoil of her rifle, she spun around on the branch, reverting the rifle into its compact size and latching it onto her belt in the meantime, before leaping off of the branch, and leaning her weight against the bark of the tree, grinding down along it to safely land on the scorched surface below, although the licking flames were now more of a threat again, aswell as the lack of oxygen. Kaelahna knew she didn't have long before she would risk suffocation, so she pulled her weapons, and covered her face with her arms to protect her skin from burning. She would then carefully and slowly proceed towards the area where she last saw her opponent, hoping that she does not give him a chance to return the surprise attack.

[Princess Luna]

Patrick flinched in surprise at the sound of the shot rang out. He looked over in the direction of the shot and suddenly felt a sharp pain near the top of his right wing. He winced in pain, leapt into the air, and flapped his wings twice to test them out. As soon as he moved his wings, another jolt of pain went through the right one and he quickly landed on the ground again.

Without his ability to fly, Patrick had two choices: use his divine powers to try to heal his wing, or use one of his elements to try to beat his opponent. He quickly made up his mind. He returned his sword to its holder and strode closer to where his opponent was hiding.

"Water," he muttered as he raised his arms and aimed his fingertips in the direction of his opponent. A few seconds later, two large jets of water shot out of his hands in the direction of his opponent, who was still hidden from Patrick's view.

[E1Alpha]

Although she was no longer in the same location as when she fired the shot, Kaelahna still was in the path of the jets of water, which cames hissing through the flames, smashing into her, aswell as drenching her clothing with liquid. Being blasted backwards by the water, she crashed into a collapsed tree, grunting loudly as she dropped on her knees now.
Even though the wood of the tree was weakened and almost nothing more than charcoal, she still felt the impact of her back onto the crumbled wood. Although her soaked clothing provided her with more protection against the hungry inferno around her, she felt the weight had increased bigtime, slowing her movement and agility.

With two of her main weapons now limited, Kaelahna for the first time ever doubted her abilities. Not willing to let these thoughts give victory to her opponent, she shook her head and attempted to push herself up onto her feet, gripping her weapons tightly as she held them crossed in front of her.

"Alright... Birdbrain... Let's dance..."

Biting through the pulsing pain of her bruised back, Kaelahna took a quick step forward, spinning her body clockwise 360 degrees, before letting go of her draconic mace, which ignited into fire with a draconic roar, spinning rapidly as it was soaring through the air towards the angelic foe. Not giving pause, however, Kaelahna rapidly turned her momentum around by digging one of her heels into the soil, now making her body spin counter-clockwise, as her enchanted blade would also ignite, as she flung it in rapid succession after her mace, spinning in the same way, hoping that her blade would strike a devastating blow after her mace might have broken any defences her opponent set up against the throwing attack.

[Princess Luna]

As soon as the water his his opponent, Patrick curled his hands into fists and the jets of water suddenly stopped. A moment later, he saw his opponent's flaming mace flying towards him. Thanks to his injured wing, taking flight to avoid the mace was out of the question. Instead, Patrick dove to his left in an attempt to avoid the flying mace.

He almost made it. The flaming mace slammed into his right ankle, igniting his pant leg. He hit the ground hard and landed on a pile of fallen twigs, which ignited on contact with the flames on his pants. He rolled onto his back and shot a jet of water at the flames, which had spread up his leg thanks to the twigs that he had landed on. A few seconds after he hit the ground, his opponent's sword flew over his body. He sighed in relief when he realied that the sword would have gone through his stomach if he hadn't gotten out of the way. Once he was sure that there weren't anymore weapons flying in his direction, Patrick struggled to his feet, wincing as he tried to put pressure on his ankle. He staggered over to a tree, leaned up against it, and determined that he was close enough to his opponent to use one of his special angelice moves.

As he stared in the direction of his opponent, Patrick raised his right hand towards her and raised his left hand above his head.

"Divine Light," he muttered under his breath as a bright and heavenly light suddenly shot out of his hands and began to spread out around him and his opponent, who would hopefully be blinded by the light. He hoped that his opponent would be blinded so he would be able to heal himself without sustaining any more injuries.

[E1Alpha]

Although Kaelahna did not see the moment when her weapons would strike her opponent, she could hear the sound of her mace colliding with her opponent, but also the sound of her blade hitting not with more burned and scorched wood, which resulted in her snarling to herself, as she would have prefered her sword striking her opponent to leave a more threatening wound in place.

Now without weapons, Kaelahna had to think fast, as she heard her opponent stumbling towards a tree, she was determined to not let this chance pass up.
In a flurry of thoughts, she bent through her knees and launched herself out of her current position, rushing in between the smoking charcoal. She didn't need her weapons, she thought. Her opponent was limited in his movement and ability to defend himself.

Her eyes locked on the wounded angel, as she sprinted towards him in a straight line, her cloak dancing behind her, her hood dropping by the air that was pushing back against her, revealing her copper-red hair, dancing in sync with her feet landing on the soil. Preparing herself to dive onto her opponent, she grinned, until she saw his hand rise. That wasn't a good sign, but her momentum didn't allow Kaelahna to pull to a clean stop, and as such, as she stared straight into a blinding flash, forcing Kaelahna to shut her eyes in pain and turn away, causing her to trip as she tried to throw herself aside to avoid whatever projectile her opponent launched at her.

Crashing into the earth, that was littered with wood, splinters, branches and ash, she quickly rolled away from her where she thought her opponent was located now. Her orientation was disrupted for most part, and she hoped that the flames surrounding them would once again prove to be succesful cover as Kaelahna's sight was slowly recovering from the flash. She kept on opening and closing her eyes, aswell as rubbing in them to try and make them restore their focus.

[Princess Luna]

Patrick smiled in satisfaction when he saw that his opponent had been blinded by one of his divine powers. The satisfaction didn't last long, as he suddenly realized that while he could use the remaining light for his healing power, he hadn't learned how to use it to actually heal an injury. All he could do was use the remaining light to regain some of his energy. He thought for a moment, and decided to attack his opponent instead of regaining some energy.

Patrick winced in pain as he forced himself to stand on his own feet. Ignoring the pain, he turned sideways, bent his knees, and lept into the air, feeling a little desperate. As he began to flap his wings, Patrick felt a jolt of pain in the right one, but he found it almost bearable compared to the pain in his ankle. Despite the pain, he managed to fly up to a branch in the tree, which he hovered over before he gently landed on it. As his feet landed on the tree, he felt a jolt of pain in his ankle. He grabbed onto another branch with his right hand as he cautiously turned his back to the trunk of the tree. In one quick, effortless motion, he released his grip on the branch and grabbed another one with his left hand as he raised his right hand towards his blinded opponent. Just as he decided which element he was going to use, Patrick suddenly felt intense heat near his left hand.

He glanced over and he was shocked to see that the opposite side of the tree had just caught on fire. He grabbed the other branch with his right hand, took his left hand off of its branch, and shot a jet of water at the flames. Once the flames were extinguished, Patrick returned his left hand to the branch that it was on and aimed his right hand at his opponent once again.

"Ice," he muttered as several cold and pointy shards of ice shot out of his hand and flew towards his still-blinded opponent.

[E1Alpha]

Kaelahna was slowly pushing herself up onto her knees, as the bright whiteness that filled her view was beginning to fill with the color of charred wood and earth and dancing flames once more. Closing and opening her eyes again and again, Kaelahna slowly began regaining her sight. As her sight returned however, it was accompanied by a stinging pain, soaring through her eyes as the flash had felt as if it burned right through her eyes. With her eye-sight slowly returning to herself once more, however, she managed to regain her footing as she stood up, yet remained crouched down. The heat of the licking flames around her was intense.

Finally, with her sight being restored, she looked around for her lost weaponry. Her mace was nowhere in sight, but her blade was stuck in the ground not too far from her. As she was about to reach for it, however, her attention turned to her opponent as she heard the hissing of water meeting fire, as he extinguished the burning side of the tree he was now in. Her eyes widened when she realised he used her own strategy against her. With his hand now aimed towards, there was only thought that crossed her mind: Dive away. Not even awaiting to see what her opponent had planned, her body turned towards her blade, and her knees bent slightly, before her feet launched her body aside, towards her blade.

Kaelahna's breath was however taken from her, as she felt a stinging pain shoot through her body, seeming to originate in the area of her legs. Looking down at them, she could see the result of the hailstorm of ice. Her diving motion secured her upper body, and the plate armor in her garments secured the safety of her vitals. But her legs, only protected by leather and chain-mail, were vulnerable. Although at most, the damage to her legs could merely be identified as gashes and scratches, there was noticably one ice shard that had dug itself into Kaelahna's right upper leg, sticking out of the flesh with blood adorning its base.

Landing on the soil next to her blade, Kaelahna winced. However, she did not want to stay unprotected and reached for her blade as she pushed herself up to support onto her left leg. Remaining in a crouched, her pierced leg lay fairly limp, as she now held her blade in front of her in a protective manner. She may have been close to immobilised, but she had no intention of giving her opponent an easy kill.

[Mary Sue]

Suddenly, all the fire stopped, and the smoke cleared. The small blonde girl and her hellish minion returned in a flash of light between the two competitors.

"I've seen enough!" Mary said and turned her attention to the angel in the tree. "Patrick is the winner of this match!"
She tossed her curls over her shoulder, and looked down at the immobilized elf.

"You fought well, unfortunately, you can't battle if you can't move... I will heal all of your injuries after we leave this arena, the Patrick will move on to the next stage!"

The small girl snapped her fingers, and the minion hoisted her in his arms as a white light surrounded them and the two competitors. Then in a flash, they vanished from the charred remains of the arena.