[20:56] Tragin says, "...hello there."
[20:56] Setzer Azahara says, "Hello.."
[20:57] Tragin asks, "Did you need something?"
[20:57] Setzer Azahara says, "Mhm."
[20:58] Setzer Azahara says, "Your...comrade."
[20:58] Setzer Azahara says, "He has scarred me."
[20:58] Tragin asks, "Huh?"
[20:58] Setzer Azahara says, "The one you work for"
[20:58] Setzer Azahara says, "The one you are under, Azazel."
[20:58] Tragin says, "I don't work for him, im just a friend of his"
[20:58] Tragin says, "I uh, i'm sorry he did that to you."
[20:59] Setzer Azahara asks, "A friend, you say?"
[20:59] Setzer Azahara asks, "Can you take account for his actions then?"
[20:59] Tragin says, "I'd rather not..."
[20:59] Setzer slowly removed his blade, The Predator, from his back. It seems a Prey has been discovered..It yearned for blood, for action, for battle..and at this rate, that is exactly what it was going to get.
(Setzer Azahara)
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[21:00] Setzer Azahara says, "You did so when we were in the cave."
[21:00] Tragin says, "Yeah... because you were going to fight."
[21:01] He took a step back, if he had to he would fight, be he obviously wasn't up for it, "I have no problems with you, I only fought before because I didn't want you to hurt him."
(Tragin)
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[21:07] Was it fear that drove Tragin to step back..? Or was it truly because the fight was uncalled for..? Either way it goes, Setzer has been through too much...Way too much to stop himself now...He felt as if this world needed to feel his wrath..for taking so much from him..Agartha should bow to him and his strength.

"That is not a valid excuse. My life could've possibly been lost at that point but I was lucky...And now..I will grant you no luck..You will suffer for even siding with him...If you didn't interfere that day...This burn across my chest probably would not even exist...!"

The clouds of his storm that rotated and revolved around the Sarradian simply expanded as his jade-colored eyes pierced the natural, dark air, directly towards Tragin.

"As I said before, you will suffer.."
(Setzer Azahara)
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[21:15] He was starting to sweat even more. He was training for the day to fight him, to call for a match but on more friendly terms, but he knew he wasn't ready to face him; not yet. He took off his staff holding it in front of him, mana extending out of him in a flurry. Fire, water, and wind began surrounding him, it was coming together, mixing; or at least trying to. Out of desperation he was doing this, not concentrating which made the process fail, the elements working against each other, ending in a failure.

He was breathing heavy, he took some more steps back, this time only fire forming around him. He looked to his sides, looking for an exit; he turned back to him, "I didn't want to take your life, you two choose to fight that day, not me; you're taking something he did out on me, and that's bullshit! That day I fought beside him, I fought not because I wanted to, but because you two forced my hand;I tried reasoning but neither of you would listen, and now you're telling me I have to suffer? Suffer for protecting someone I know?"

He paused for a moment, "You sound like the demons of Gaiar."
(Tragin)
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[21:22] Out of sheer anger, Setzer lunged The Predator into the ground, piercing the dirt below.

"Listen to yourself... You state that I sound like the Demons of Gaiar but...You FOUGHT beside one of the Demons of Gaiar! You protected the demon! Now, how does that make you sound...?"

The Stormkeeper stared at Tragin, not even seeking a response to his answer but more of battle to initiate.

"I'll give you the benefit of the doubt..I will not end your life."

Setzer cleared his throat a bit before continuing, was he getting ill?

"But...As I said before..You will suffer at this very moment for that day...Prepare yourself."

His foot firmly planted on the ground, shooting the Sarradian towards Tragin, dragging his weapon on the way. Setzer wasn't going to listen to anything else but the clashing of their weapons at this point.

"Here I come!"
(Setzer Azahara)
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[21:27] ** Setzer Azahara has inflicted an injury upon Tragin. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (4 days)") **
[21:50] It was no doubt that Tragin delivered attacks that were unseen by the Sarradian and it proved itself to be formidable too. The Stormkeeper attempted to dodge the shards of ice that found its way to conceal his vision and act as a weapon of offense, he even used the power of his own storm to deflect such!

"G-Gah.."

The man attacks were powerful, causing the Sarradian to drip of his blue-colored blood but Setzer could not lose..In his mentality, he had no choice but to win.

"I will..not fail..!"

The Sarradian grabbed onto the Predator and swung the large blade forward, deflecting the mixture of ice and fiery attacks thrown at him to ultimately stagger his opponent.



Setzer charged towards his fallen opponent with a quick burst of speed before gripping his throat with his free hand.

"You will now...suffer..For your actions..."

Lifting Tragin from the ground and eventually off of his feet, Setzer begans to focus and seemingly absorb the power of the storm to direct it into the hand that held his opponent. A strange white-like aura engulfed this very hand, filled with a current of bright-colored electricity.

"Prepare..to pay..!"

The light that surrounded his hand only grew brighter until suddenly, the crackling noise grew louder soon resulting in Tragin's body receiving a powerful, extended shock. The pain was formidable, it lasted for a few seconds before the Stormkeeper finally launched the man towards the nearby mountain.

"Hmph."

A paralysis-effect now traveled through Tragin's body, an unwanted current of the storm's power, randomly delivering a shocking pain at any given moment. The injury wasn't life-threatening but the way it felt, one would think it would be.

The Sarradian's attention now shifted away from his opponent, soon enough just simply walking away. His business was all done with that man.
(Setzer Azahara)
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[21:59] He fought hard, harder than he did in his whole life. Throwing everything he had at him, fire, ice, wind, and water. He wanted to keep him away so that he wouldn't have to take the brunt of his attacks, but wanting instead to avoid them. It was to much though, his strength was to much to handle

He stood away, seeing him rush towards him with his weapon. He tried firing anything he could muster up at him, trying desperately to keep him away, but he failed.

Before he could even realize it, he was gone from his vision, only reappearing with the feeling of his throat gripping his neck. As he spoke, he tried lifting his hands, still mustering up any strength he had left.

At the moment of the shock he felt, almost everything inside him shut down. He felt his conscious fading, losing his grip on his staff to have it fall down onto the floor.

He woke up at the impact of his body hitting something, he felt unbearable pain. He felt that he could barely move, struggling to even breath properly.
He slowly moved his head up, his vision blurry, but he could see enough to make out the man that did this to him, he was walking away, seemingly done with him.

He chuckled a bit, "guess that's over with.." He forcefully muttered.
(Tragin)
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