Chapter 17

Chapter 17. Legend of Purge.
Rollp Lay, a thousand years ago.
There was a dark cloud over the city. The knights were gathering all around, the earliest Asurans had now been sent forward to brave the danger. The cloud was approaching faster as the four first Asurans went on and jumped forward, almost flying as they proceeded to assault the cloud. But from it came many, many beams of darkness holding down the Asurans. As the cloud cleared, it was revealed, the gigantic fortress behind the cloud.. The fearsome Ingser Eeous.. Also known as The Pandemonium of Yavan. As they saw the floating tower, where monstrous crafts begun pouring out of the "windows" , and the Asurans engage them into battle. The battle was indeed fierce. One of the Asurans could form many, many arms made of fire and punch his opponent several times. And so he did, taking in about a few hundred demons and punching them, erasing their bodies from existence... Another one was a quite large Asuran, who could replace his body parts with bigger and metallic ones. In a little while, his gigantic iron fists, and the cannons he formed were enough to blow off a few demons. Another one.. This one was a pretty powerful one.. He could make ice out of the air and use it to form various structures, take many opponents at once. The labyrinths he formed had many enemy demons lost, and destroyed. The last.. The last was just a boy, with a big fucking sword... He jumped over the demons dead bodies, and slaughtered more, using their now lifeless bodies to jump further, before they fell. The flaming fists Asuran would go on, and make several blasts of his fists, releasing their entire flames and propel himself forward, before clinging to the Pandemonium fortress, and releasing his arms once more. However he was attacked, this once by a large, reptilian demon, with qualities of a large aquatic beast... The demon went on to hit the Asuran with its tail, and claw him several times, before he got impaled all across by several spears of ice. The two Asurans then proceeded to knock a hole with their combined effort, and enter the pandemonium, where they got attacked almost in an instant. The moment they were in, the two were surrounded in every direction by the demons, and might have perished was it not for the sudden help from the other two. The gigantic iron clad one would proceed and punch several times through the demons, before releasing his cannon fire all over the lower part of the Pandemonium. The last one came in , slashing through more than a few of the opposition. And so.. Lower Pandemonium had gone down.The four Asurans then moved out, heading for the upper levels, but.. Something begun its descent from above. A man, clad in gold armor, carrying a golden halberd, with golden hair and a pair of wings shining in golden light. Of course Sir Shiny Impracticality would look down on the four Asurans, as any generic villain is expected of doing, and then turn around, before swinging his halberd , as more of the demons moved out, from the shadows, and the hiding spots to assault the Asurans. And so.. As they proceeded to end the demons swiftly, the gigantic Asuran would begin falling , and taking a bit of the Pandemonium with him, as the Goldy Mc"Hey look at me, I look awesome" would laugh a big, as a generic villain would also do, and proceed to form several bolts of lightning and attack. The attacks were as fast as they couldn't even bear witness to the sheer might, before they fell, wounded.. Defeated. The man had claimed his victory, but... It was not yet done. He could hear the shout "Spiral Fist!" As the walls of the Pandemonium shattered, only leaving the army of floating demons, falling towards Rollp Lay and being anhilated by the many bursts of magic, and the wounded Asuran's awakening. And now.. There were but two. In one hand, a man, in a long, dark purple coat, with white fur on the sides. He had black greasy hair, slicked back, with at a first glance not a single hair out of its way, a beard.. Which seemed to be thinly cut, into straight lines, and a pair of striking dark eyes. The man could seemingly walk.. Yes.. Walk through the air, as he pulled out a rapier. The rapier was something to behold. While not a glass blade, the purple edge shone brightly in the sun light, and it was perfectly polished. The silver adorned handle, together with the few diamonds.. The blade seemed too expensive to use. However, when the guy you are facing is clad all in gold.. Yeah..  And so.. Said man had come forward, and with his arms open, the halberd, floating by his side said.
"So we meet, almighty Spurgin, Purge of The Wicked.."-his voice was.. Resounding? High pitched? Anything that could make him seem even more arrogant than the gold did?
"Purge is more within my preferences, fine sir. And if i may.. What would people refer to you as mostly? Your.. Majesty? Highness? Holiness perhaps? "-he said. The snark was hidden well and deep within the properly adjusted speech.
"I prefer any.. As long as they do my greatness justice."
"I see. Well.. While I can put up with it, I cannot say I am content with your overwhelming exertions or arrogance and egoism, and quite frankly your armor, belongs in a museum, and not in the battlefield, as while the light reflected by it might serve you well in distracting some of the weaker enemies you might chance upon, to me it is purely irritating"
"Perhaps.. It would be better if we solved this.. The old way?"
"If by the old way you are referring to engaging each-other in primitive acts of violence and bloodshed , or otherwise displaying our powers in a spectacular manner, yet at some point subconsciously doing it out of our desire to attract attention, or any other means that signify clear conflict and a clash between our interests, that is visible and by some point tangible.. Then I have understood your normally unclear wording"
"Yes. That is right"
"Then I would suggest.. We proceed with our confrontation in a location where the gravitational force is.. More potent?"
"Do you mean.. We move to the ground and fight?"
"That would be in a relatively high percentage.. That is , when compared to the opposite and apparently only other option, of chance , true"
And there was no more need for words. The two proceeded to fly into a wasteland, several miles away, and land. There.. Their fight would commence.

Yavan proceeded to fling his halberd, as a wave of electricity was erected and ready to bisect Purge.. It failed. The man grabbed the lightning wave with his bare hands and went on with shattering it to pieces. He.. Shattered.. A.. Freaking.. Lightning.. Wave.. To.. Pieces.. With.. His.. Freaking.. Bare.. Hands. Yavan...he..  Yavan did not even flinch, as he disappeared in a flash of lightning. Purge had to swing his rapier rapidly.. As in, nothing your eyes could even see. And by your eyes.. I mean the eyes of probably anyone that would read this... Non-human beings excluded. No.. I am not trying to be discriminating towards non-human beings who can and are reading this.. Sorry if I sound like that. Nevertheless.. Yavan proceeded to bring down his halberd upon Purge. But he was.. Intercepted again, by Purge. Yavan proceeded to speed up, and try to punch Purge. It worked.. However, he received a kick to the ribs from the latter. Yavan flied up again, Purge did the same. And there.. Purge could feel, the electricity charged drop kick, as he was flung down the ground. As Yavan's Hell Flinger attack worked, seemingly to finish off the opponent, Purge retaliated, bursting out of the debris,  produced by his clash upon the ground and launched a Spiral Fist, right below Yavan's jaw sending him flying. As Yavan fell, he took a.. A sort of fighting stance, more like that of a boxer, as Purge did something similar, whilst there wasn't much to his battle stance.. He was clearly ready. The two charged on, clashing against one another. Yavan's fist managed to strike Purge on the head, before he.. Looking defeated, could attack once more, head-butting Yavan, right in the chest, as he would adapt to this strategy and pretend for a second to be defeated, as Purge rushed in, and attack, with a claw like movement, which produced an arced trace of lightning. Purge was taken aback by this and hit, but he would go on, and attempt to spiral fist Yavan again.. However, once more, with an arced movement of his foot, Yavan produced a similar ability to the first, this once damaging a bigger portion of his body. Purge.. Purge only laughed. Of course, to the merciless warrior Yavan, that laughter was .. Strange?
"What.. What is so funny?"
"Judging by your latter movements, there is a huge opening each time you make one of those lightning moves. Judging by your energy exertion levels, and your general aura build.. I would say, at this part of the fight, you would find it difficult, if not impossible or damaging, to imbue more than one limb with that electricity based power. And.. That said.. You also have a.. Not so impressive time of linking your thoughts to your actions..  That means, you cannot fake an attack too. In this point of the fight.. That means.. Come on.. Attack"
And Yavan.. Didn't bother much, as he proceeded to charge in, with the claw like movement, to make a similar, arced lightning trace.. However, not only Purge dodged with ease, but also managed to kick him twice , in the face once, and in the chest once more. Yavan fell on his butt. Challenging Purge to hand to hand combat.. Not a good idea. And so.. In a flash of lightning, he was grasping his halberd, as he proceeded to make several slashes at the air, sending the multitude of energy waves towards Purge. The man , easily defended my maneuvering his rapier. Eventually.. The two would move closer to each-other, as they clashed. Yavan, sending his halberd down, Purge blocking it with his rapier. The fight seemed to be going nowhere, as the duo was equally paired. Until... Purge would make a small gesture with his rapier, as a spiraling trace of energy formed around him. Yavan tried to move away, but as he was hit and take with the beam in the spiral, sent flying as it ceased. Purge would make another attack.. However, he soon found himself struck several times by lightning, damaged somewhat.. Slightly bleeding. Purge would not bother to wipe the blood off his face, as he was subjected to rapid attack. Yavan launched another series of lightning waves, forcing Purge once more in the defensive. Yet.. This once, he was not waiting.
"Again.. It is quite clear, you can only use that halberd for cutting attacks. That means, your long range abilities, attack properly in only one dimension, and leave a lot of space to dodge. And eventually, your main focus will shift to attack. No matter how "safe" you tend to play it out. I.. I really just have to wait here and I will eventually manage to attack you, without suffering damage" . And.. Yavan would go on to prove him right. Releasing several of his electrical waves, which purge easily moved through, Yavan advanced closer and closer, until he got himself in immediate proximity to Spurgin. There.. He got hit again, twice , once kicked in the chest, once in the back, slashed once more through the chest and got a spiraling , double helical beam of energy in his chest. Yavan had failed once more. He was in no position to battle Purge in direct combat. He was in no position to override with Purge's strategy.. So.. He could only resort to a more primitive manner of battle.. Go all out.. Make strategy, not quite viable. And so.. Spreading his wings again, he flew upwards. Purge got the meaning of this.. Time to go all put. In one moment, releasing his energy, he proceeded to create some sort of pressure around him, and then.. The debris, the wind started moving in a spiral, the ground was being torn apart, moving upwards, and into the spiral. Said spiral was taking in many things, rocks, debris, plants.. Many,  many objects were being carried by the new massive spiral. Yavan himself entered a.. A different form. He grew much larger, shedding his armor, for a scaly one, carrying only a massive cape over his body, a demonic face, and a massive scythe. The aura he enacted.. Very similar to that of the Pandemonium. Charging forward, the monstrous body would be kicked by Purge, and then once more faced with the spiral fist.. No.. A barrage of them, as the demon's body did nevertheless feel no pain. It only begun charging its energies, its dark aura into the body, as it prepared a massive beam of demonic energy. Purge.. Purge would bring forth a massive spiraling energy beam , which .. Which actually merged with the beam of aura. Somehow.. Somehow Purge had miscalculated.. And Yavan had emerged triumphant, as the spiraling aura, connected the two, drawing Purge's power into him... Now Yavan had both powers, and Purge's own was reduced. The evil Emperor of the Gear Empire.. The last ruler of an already lost dinasty, was closer that any of his "predecessors" as most of the ancient emperors would refuse this half-assed member of their line, as one of their own, yet.. Yet he had done more than any of them had. And so begun.. The Legend of Purge. The man who .. The man who had lost some of his power, yet held incredible amounts of it.