Fight with Vaj'rin - A test of technique

Zaruma says, "--You."

Adara Fiamma asks, "You stated you came here in search of someone, may I ask who?"

Vaj'rin Toryia says, "A Gray-Haired Man."

Vaj'rin Toryia says, "He killed one of our members along with breaking my daughter's arm."
There is a small flicker in her eyes as Vaj'rin mentions someone dieing and another being harmed, however upon seeing someone in the background, she fell silent and bowed her head.
(Adara Fiamma)

The Archon floats closer, absolutely disregarding the scenery unfolding before himself.

His crimson gaze is pointed towards Vaj'rin, and Zaruma spends no time to hesitate or wait for anything else to happen.

"And you were there to contribute to Calamity's death. Defend yourself."

The scythe is drawn. The Fell Wind began to gather around the Archon's form. Whatever it is the others would do, Zaruma intended to fight, and that much was clear.

"If anyone else intervenes, kill them."

That one was addressed towards the Kaor, Dezrik and Cho alike.
(Zaruma)

Raijao swipes his hair back with his head and looks to Vaj'rin.

"Help, brother?"
(Raijao)


Shiro Mayer says, "<"Oh crap.">"

Zaruma says, "Intervene and die. <he almost hissed towards Raijao>"

Raijao says, "I'd die for my family. Easily."

Zaruma says, "So be it."

Zaruma says, "Attack them."
Hearing the Archons command nothing else was needed, He prepared himself for battle and starred towards the note that was dropped at his feet. A powerful blast of water would completely destroy the parchment

 " Ephraeiam doesn't speak for Aetherius Lord Zaruma and Lady Tragedy does. If you have not their approval you are not allies."
(Dezrik)

Tsuyo readied his blade as well, he'd be on standby should Vaj'rin request his assistance.
(Tsuyo Hikari)

Zellim whispers something.

Cho whispers: Lord Zaruma, are you certain that this is a wise decision?

Zaruma whispers: They killed one of our own. I never forgive, Cho, never.

With a nod of her head she ends her bow, and immediately covers herself in flames. She grinned as she looked at the three. Adara offers no words, she was ready to fight.
(Adara Fiamma)

Cho whispers: i understand that not forgiving is something, but...This could work to our benefit. Do not kill him, Lord Zaruma, merely capture and levy.

Durohan initially gave Zaruma a begrudging look at that order. She's already fairly heavily injured as things are...

...But the Umbral-Poison Kaor wasn't one to refuse a battle, considering the silver-haired ones' words. Venom trickled all along her Occultic silhouette as she prepared to fight.

It's likely not single-combat, but hey, considering the 'Vajrin' or whatever's friends sound like they're intervening on the terms of an honor duel, why not?
(Durohan)

Cho whispers: He can be traded for a spire shard.

Zaruma whispers: Fine.


Cho says, "< *She bows* > "
Raijao scratches his head. It seems his words were misinterpreted.


(Raijao)

Adara Fiamma picks up Crude Permit.


Raijao says, "Hey, Tsuyo."

Tsuyo Hikari asks, "Yeah?"

Raijao asks, "What would you have named your kids?"

Tsuyo Hikari says, "I never thought of it..."

Raijao says, "Me neither."
Vaj'rin turned around to see the scythe-wielding man who was recognized as one of the leaders of Gaiar.

"Do not interfere, Raijao, Tsuyo, there is no means to this battle."

Lying his orange hues onto Zaruma, he reached for his blade before shooting a few questions of his own.

"So you are Zaruma, I've finally get to meet you.."

The power of his elements began to surround the Sarradian, that is including the Power of the Sand's itself.

"Tell me, what have you been searching for me for..? I definitely won't turn down your challenge but of course I wish to know."
(Vaj'rin Toryia)

The form of an Archon was something to see, especially in the anger that was evoked within; the Fell Wind gathered around him, much like the putrid hatred that poisoned the air with it's presence of malice - it threatened to suffocate, to snuff out any and all life around him.

At last, the revenge would be had.

"You killed Calamity. You were among those that claimed themselves Demon hunters."

"Now the hunter becomes the hunted."

Much like a shroud, the winds of Mournegale covered him, defying the friction itself and accelerating his movement. It was a good opportunity to test the previously practiced technique, too - and a glorious moment to be had.

"Enough talking. Defend yourself or not, you'll face retribution."

Zaruma charged in with an immediate attack of scythe. Vaj'rin had no time left to talk, or attempt to negotiate it any further.

It seems the Archon had none of it.
(Zaruma)


Kaidus says, "99 oof"
Adara has her flames extinguished by Zaruma's sheer power, she grins as she watches him from the cliffside, she wante dto see him in battle.
(Adara Fiamma)

Adara also flies
(Adara Fiamma)

Raijao narrows his eyes at Zaruma. He was confused.

Vaj'rin did not kill Calamity from what he remembers. He wasn't even part of the battle.

What was going on?
(Raijao)

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Seeing as the fight was beginning Dezrik used a jet of water to push himself up into the ledge of the cliff. The archon's power was nothing short of terrifying. He had never seen such an expression of bloodlust through magic like this before..it was something he would enjoy living through yet the rage of his magic tore through the very fear of death and instead made him excited.

If such power was given to an archon Gaiar Aetherius was in a better place than had been expected.
(Dezrik)

From on high the Siren watches, far in the mountains at the Leviathan and the Archon below.

Silent as can be.
(Pasis)

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Adara narrows her gaze, she didn't like how close the battle was.. Adara was prepared to dive in, should Zaruma fall. and at this point, Adara couldn't really tell who would win..
(Adara Fiamma)

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Vaj'rin Toryia has sustained a grevious injury in battle...

Vaj'rin Toryia has rolled 4 or over: they may escape capture attempts (unless otherwise specified)!

The battle between the two was quite brutal, and that much could be told; Vaj'rin was a powerful magi, one that could fight the Archon efficiently too. The battlefield beneath the cliff was a true Chaos - the flames scorched the lands all over, the Fell Wind gathered around like the hurricane of malice, and the battlefield soon turned into scarred lands.

As the battle went on, Archon did the best of his effort not only to catch up to Sarradian, but to defy the limits of speed itself; the cloak of winds that surrounded him acted as a tool to nullify any friction, and much like a thruster, the Fell Winds pushed him around in order to pursue his target faster.

He was moving fast, leaving naught but a silhouette behind; the practiced technique of leaving afterimage behind himself through manipulation of wind, through becoming the one with Tempest and the embodiment of it, he was truly making the steps to master such power.

But that didn't spell any good to Vaj'rin. He was brought down with a series of powerful blows, causing the Archon to appear right next to the Sarradian everytime the limits of speed were surpassed via nullification of friction.

Sarradian was defeated, and Zaruma was caked in blood - to onlookers, it was a mix of purple and blue blood alike, a mix of Archon's and Sarradian's vital liquid.

Standing above him, the Archon spoke.

"You-- you will feel... the pain I felt-- everytime I lost another of my kin."

His hand went down towards Vaj'rin's face, targeting his eyeball - it was ripped out with the excessive brutality, no doubt causing excruciating pain to the man. There was a certain expression upon Zaruma's face while he did that, too.

A mix of anger and grief alike, pushing him to such actions.

"And you do not deserve-- to have ANYTHING that my kin has."

If that weren't enough, his hands grasped upon Vaj'rin's horns. With a swift movement, they were torn out, leaving an audible cracking sound too.

"You bottom feeding-- scum."

A powerful kick was delivered to Vaj'rin's side. In his fury, Zaruma aimed to hurt Sarradian even more- but perhaps he just granted him escape by launching him to a safe distance.
(Zaruma)

The words that was being spoken by Zaruma was quite painful..Probably as painful as the strikes that were physically delivered onto his body.

 "AGH!"

This definitely had to be the most shameful and devastating feeling that the Sarradian has ever experienced. The most painful was the Archon's hand reaching into his eye and forcefully being pulled out, the Sarradian rather be dead than experience such torture.

The Mixture of blue and purple blood was also present on his body but the most noticeable was the flood of Sarradian blood leaking from his eye and the top of his head.

In a split second, Vaj'rin thought he was finally at rest...There was a light which represented a celestial nature and...he saw his mother and father, they were both smiling..but in an instant, it was ruined as Zaruma kicked him, launching the Sarradian awfully close to the entrance of the cave.

With his last strandsof life, he weakily crawled within it, making a few turns and fitting into a few small spaces before laying his back on a wall.

 "S-Shit...I really..fucked up this time...
(Vaj'rin Toryia)

The words that was being spoken by Zaruma was quite painful..Probably as painful as the strikes that were physically delivered onto his body.

 "AGH!"

This definitely had to be the most shameful and devastating feeling that the Sarradian has ever experienced. The most painful was the Archon's hand reaching into his eye and forcefully being pulled out, the Sarradian rather be dead than experience such torture.

The Mixture of blue and purple blood was also present on his body but the most noticeable was the flood of Sarradian blood leaking from his eye and the top of his head.

In a split second, Vaj'rin thought he was finally at rest...There was a light which represented a celestial nature and...he saw his mother and father, they were both smiling..but in an instant, it was ruined as Zaruma kicked him, launching the Sarradian awfully close to the entrance of the cave.

With his last strandsof life, he weakily crawled within it, making a few turns and fitting into a few small spaces before laying his back on a wall.

 "S-Shit...I really..fucked up this time...
(Vaj'rin Toryia)

Raijao jumps from the top of the cliff and lands into a full sprint, aiming to pick up Vaj'rin and leave. He glanced at his brother, hoping he'd do the same.

They did not come here to fight, and Zaruma was mislead.

"Archon. I do not know who told you such things, but Vaj'rin did not participate in Calamity's death. We came here to find one who harmed our Heir. Nothing more. A shame that you have been mislead."
(Raijao)

A sigh of relief is let out from Adara, it worried her that someone was able to fight against Zaruma, as she landed on the ground, she studied the blood on her lord, purple and silver-ish? how peculiar. Being naturally curious, Adara wondered why their blood was different.

Adara sat down and dangled her legs over the edge.

"A very impressive fight Lord Zaruma. I never could have imagined you were so strong."

As she smiled, she waved over to Vaj'rin and said "Thank you for coming here, it was nice meeting you, but I think you and your friends should leave now."

Her gaze shifted back over to Zaruma, where she began to think, she was still curious about something she had heard earlier, and she intended to speak with Zaruma about it soon. Perhaps it was a way she could help him. Could she finally be useful to him?
(Adara Fiamma)

Dull winds flow down from the volcano as Pasis watches atop the waterfall. These were the daemons of Aetherius?

A single, sea-foam colored iris traces Vaj'rin's path towards the entrance before the vagrant turns away, back to where he came from.

Disappointing.
(Pasis)

Tsuyo watched in horror and dismay as the battle between Zaruma and his brother progressed. To him Vaj'rin was like an immovable wall...an unstoppable force, one who'd never lose! However it was that this moment his eyes had been opened.

Vaj'rin had started off quite well in the battle however it seemed the more it progressed the tables would only be turned for the worse...until finally he'd fallen, completely at the mercy of Zaruma...his horns and an eye compromised.

Tsuyo looked down at Vaj'rin, it pained him to see his brother, his mentor, his everything in such a weakened state.

"D-Damn it...Vaj'rin..."

He noticed that Raijao lept out to aid his brother and so he'd follow suit, rushing over to the two and attempting to flee the scene with them.
(Tsuyo Hikari)

The Archon took a pause. There was one thing that was certain - he was hurt. Grasping at his side, he noticed the dripping of purple blood; same about the cuts on his face, and his right leg.

For the first time, Zaruma felt the taste of defeat lingering close. True, he was victorious, but Sarradian put up a fight that he did not expect.

'How is this possible... me, Lord Zaruma-- feeling this sick...'

Perhaps he had underestimated the power of humanity, but despite being covered in his blood and Vaj'rin's blood alike, he still could keep his composure- and even fight, should such need arise.

"Then who--"

"WHO PARTICIPATED IN THOSE KILLS? WHO?!"

His voice echoed with intent of malice and slaughter, mostly addressed to the allies that hurried for Vaj'rin's aid. Zaruma was beyond being angered, but it was ushered by the pain and sickness that he experienced after tasting Sarradian's prowess.

The wind shroud around him began to dissipate, allowing the friction to meet his body once more. He loudly exhaled, taking time to regenerate his wounds and recover.

"Who-- who did this all..."
(Zaruma)

The battle was impressive. The archon used speeds unlike he had ever seen or witnessed before. The scythe reaping and slicing everything in its path along with the blades of fell wind surrounding him he was dense enough to blast away all of the Demon hunters magic that came towards him.

Blood would be spilled both the Archons and the Arden soldiers each of their powers attacking each other with the intent to kill yet the victor was obvious from the beginning. Lord Zaruma reigned the victor plunging his hands into the skull of the man and brutally ripping out his eye.

Next would follow his horn, Crushing it from his head. Dezrik couldn't believe his eyes at the strength the Archon had control of it was far more than he could imagine it being. He was impressive by all standards
(Dezrik)