Lightning 5

[04:51] Zeitan exhales, lifting himself up from his spot and looking down at the small pillar of ice, standing a couple feet tall. he had spent days working upon this, pouring his mana and using the cold around him, his goal was to create a focus.

"Time to test this out.."

He begins to focus his energy, reaching within and connecting to the cold around him. His eyes shimmer as they set upon the small pillar. Silently he reaches out with his hand, pouring energy into the pillar.

The pillar itself begins to glow, the Magi appeared to be using it as a focus to attune to the element itself. In doing this he was able to extend his reach, having the element itself to call upon much like he did with the ocean.

Suddenly, he clenches his fist causing the pillar to fracture at its' base, floating inches above where it had been created.

"This.. This is perfect.. Pure ice." He grins, taking hold of it and feeling the cold raw energy that emanated from it. His mana still danced within the ice as he looked towards hit and he turned towards a nearby log he had dug into the snow for his hand to hand practice.

Focussing energy into the pillar he calls upon small sharp droplets of water to carve the ends into precise points. Within a split second he proceeds to toss the spike towards his target.

The spike cut through the air with ease, colliding with the wooden target. Zeitan grins, snapping his fingers and releasing the energy he held within the ice it causing the ice to explode violently.

Shards of wood and ice fly in all directions and the teenager chuckles, about to relax and slip his hands into his pockets before catching a small scrap of paper left behind by his Cousin.

"Now I just need to work on making these things instantly.."

He grins, reading the note and grinning, time really did fly. He folded the it, paper would be of use to him when he wanted to build a fire later.

It was time to prepare for the spar.
(Zeitan Endore)
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[04:58] It had been a entire week since the day Yvel left his note wandering at Zeitan's camp he knew he'd see it and as the appointed hour was coming Zeitan showed up Yvel knew more or less that the man had been progressing but being as they were on opposite ends of the mountain he very rarely would venture to check in on his cousin.

"It seems like you've accomplished quite a lot, Lets see what you were able to learn in a months time...I won't hold back, I'll be using my holy and a bit of my lightning magic. So I hope you use all the skills in your arsenal as well!" His smile still ever present on his face, He gathered himself, HIs breath was stead, His hands still buzzing from having lightning channeled in them for a month straight.

Yet still he was prepared. He balanced his mind and began to summon forth a flurry of wind ribbons around his body, Still unable to channel them into an aura of lightning but he was close...on the brink of doing just that.

"Lets show each other the results of our training!" It was obvious they were still no masters of their desired elements but through their rigorous training all they could've hoped for was to be moved one step closer to achieving what they had desired.
(Yvel Endore)
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[05:05] It was time, the moment he had been preparing for was here and he believed he was ready. He spent early hours of the morning tearing down his camp, making sure to leave little to no trace before setting off to the meeting point.

Walking through snow came effortlessly, he did not need snow shoes and the cold no longer bothered him. This was the perfect environment for his training and he hoped to use that to his advantage.

"Looks like you've been hard at work too." He grins, keeping his words short, Yvel would notice how comfortable he looked in the cold, his breath no longer visible in the sharp cold.

Slowly and calmly he shifts into his stance, using his focus to shift the snow and hide his tracks with each step.

He bows lightly, his piercing yellow gaze meeting Yvels.

"Let's show eachother how we've come along."
(Zeitan Endore)
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[05:10] The fists of and claws of a well trained martial artist was something to be feared his attacks followed by his swift kicks and lunging claw attacks kept Yvel on his toes, Yvel discharged a bolt of lightning to avoid the attacks aiming to slow Zeitan down with a varied blast of electrical energy.

Next would follow a swift shoulder tackle then a the Yvel's staff would come crashing down against his cousins head with some impressive force for someone who didn't use physical attacks. Yet enhanced by lightning magic the staff made Zeitan's body feel heavier and number losing connections between his nerves.

"Not half bad but I think you'll have to get more serious if you're gonna take me down!" Yvel moved into position and gathered holy mana into his staff conjuring up a barrage of holy magic lights that scattered through the air like lanterns

As they struck Zeitan he'd feel his body be over come by the burst of positive energy while he didn't feel much pain from the attack was one that knocked him on his ass for sure!
(Yvel Endore)
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[05:17] The static in the air made it difficult for Zeitan to gather moisture, sparks often arcing between the droplets that collected themselves surged and broke his focus, he needed to work on this.

He would dodge and weave, taking some pretty heavy hits from his opponents staff though he did his best to come around.

"Considering you've got formal training and I've been training myself.. I think I'm doing pretty good." He'd smirk

Using a technique he learned from one of his tomes he would call upon the moisture in his body and burst into a cloud of mist, dissipating into the snow and bursting out of the ground behind Yvel.

He got cocky and paid for it, being struck by a powerful barrage causing him to tumble in the snow, quickly pulling himself up and grinning. Ready for another round.
(Zeitan Endore)
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[05:30] Yvel had his money cut out for him he wasn't quite sure what formal training Zeitan was referring too he but he ignored that for the most part, Each swing of the Drakanite's fist came with a more colder and Icey burst of mana, He was starting to feel himself get exhausted even faster as the heat was draining from his body after each blow.

The hits were heavy and there was frost starting to build up around Yvel's coat from blocking the onslaught of martial art attacks. The powerful blows knocked him back Yvel had to regroup quickly summoning a gusts of winds to twist around him before sending a volley of Holy magic orbs to assault Zeitan.

"I haven't had any formal training in combat either sorry to say im just as self taught as you are. From generating lightning to the using Air magic I taught myself, And a bit of natural talent...Although there are things I need to learn and my training isn't over yet!"

He'd begin to raise his staff into the air, The crackle of lightning growing louder and louder as Yvel poured his everything into taking down his sparing partner, It wasn't easy Yvel knew he wouldn't last against another blow, But he pushed forwards regardless, aiming to burst through and land his final blow.

His strongest spell thus far, A powerful burst of air magic that he compressed within his hands, Blew from every directions knocking Zeitan down in a shockwave of electrical pressure. He could probably feel the static building up in his body by now, But Yvel was no different.

The moisture from the dropplets of water magic began to swell and turn to dimond like ice around his body, Even with his thick coat he felt the bitterness of the cold deep within his bones.

"Geez man...you don't let up...Had I not a bit more experience I think I would've been the one on the ground...It was a good spar though but if you don't mind lets head back home..I'm a little sick of the cold."

Yvel said gathering his things and going to help his cousin up from the ground. "You fought admirably, And in time I have no doubts you'll be an incredible fighter."
(Yvel Endore)

[05:38] It was a close fight, if Yvel had slipped up Zeitan would have had an advantage though in truth the Drakanite got cocky and made a mistake.

His focus was on trying to overwhelm the knight and he underestimated the sheer speed of wind magic, it caught him off guard and he tumbled into a nearby tree, losing his focus for a few seconds and feeling the true cold for the first time in what felt like weeks.

"Damn.. That Holy magic sure packs a punch.." He grins, accepting his cousins hand and helping with the clean up.

"I look forward to fighting at your side whenever you need it Yvel, Together we'll make one hell of a storm." He'd grin, slipping his hands into his pockets after a much needed stretch.

"I sure miss Lyths' Jerky."
(Zeitan Endore)
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