1. Heat Mentions

[18:28] Eniel Daigal says, "Greetings. Eyrn and Dor."
[18:28] Dor'alloth says, "Greetings."
[18:28] Eryn Evanstere says, "Greetings, Sir."
[18:28] Eniel scribbles what hes saying on a note pad his jaw is severly broken.
(Eniel Daigal)
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[18:28] Dor'alloth says, "That being burned me with some kind of sword magic."
[18:29] Eryn winced at the sight of Eniel's jaw. "That looks....painful."
(Eryn Evanstere)
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[18:29] Eniel Daigal says, "Yes those Angel bastards are annoying to fight against its why I've decided we aren't going hunting in the fields anymore."
[18:30] Eniel Daigal says, "With the amount of power we have compared to them its barely anything."
[18:30] Eryn Evanstere says, "Well, that serves me well enough, given as far as fighting goes I still have some ways to go."
[18:30] Dor'alloth says, "He couldn't down me like the others, however, I couldn't deal enough damage to win."
[18:32] Eniel Daigal says, "I see...thats actually intersting."
[18:32] Eryn Evanstere asks, "A weak link, perhaps?"
[18:32] Eniel Daigal says, "Lets work on our power then we need to increase it otherwise all the people who want to kill me will get their wish."
[18:32] Eniel Daigal says, "Once we have more people who follow our path it'll be better too"
[18:32] Dor'alloth asks, "Did you call me a weka link?"
[18:32] Eryn Evanstere says, "That was not my intent, no. I referred to the one you thought."
[18:33] Eryn Evanstere says, "Given your statement that he assumedly was not as strong as the others."
[18:33] Dor'alloth says, "Hmm."
[18:34] Eniel Daigal says, "Lets go train then "
[18:42] Zethra Nina Leverd says, "Dory!~"
[18:47] Eniel wanted to show his new initiates and Neophytes he needed to teach them combat and how to maneuver in a world where he was not there it seemed highly likely that he wouldn't survive the next coming years or likely that he'd be slain by some self righteous Krausite.

Eniel took his spear from his back and swung it around a few times, Each swing generating more and more lightning, Seeing as he was going to fight opponents who weren't the enemies of Belial he would not be able to tap into Belial's wrath at this moment

" There are many people who want my head. Many people who want to crush what we've built only for the simple reason of them not understanding what our goals are. So we must all grow stronger."

He said as the crimson cosmic mana sparked with crimson lightning around his body.
(Eniel Daigal)
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[18:49] And so Eryn faced the man known as Belial's wrath.

The young woman took a few moments to stretch, daunted by the idea of facing the Exarch, even in restrained combat for training purposes. Whilst she knew this wasn't a fight she would win, Eryn knew the practice would do her well. Perhaps it would be useful to experience a combatant of significantly higher strength than her, a promise of what she could one day become, with practice.

As always with her fighting, a deep breath preceded the freeing of her wings, which flanked her torso as horns grew from her head. Her staff was drawn from its resting place against her back, the teen's faith in the item complete -and it should be, after all, since she forged it and enchanted it herself. She tensed and untensed my muscles several times, further loosening them to avoid a cramp mid-spar. She'd done that once, and found she rather disliked the sensation.

Breathing deeply once more, small flames began to lick at the tip of the staff, the focus shining with contained cosmic energy. Her eyes briefly shut, the young woman reaching within as Eniel has once counselled her, finding the connection to her star. She seized hold of it, feeling both it and, distantly, the other, its alien presence offering another source for her cosmic energy; a path that she did not feel yet worthy of pursuing. But perhaps, one day, she would be. In any case, it was irrelevant to the current situation.

"One day, we will crush those people under the wheel of progress, freeing them from their mistakes in death. Of course, first I need to be able to fight worth a damn."

She shifted nervously, then inclined her head towards Eniel. She was ready.
(Eryn Evanstere)
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[18:59] Eniel's spear would slam into the ground of the sparring field, Corrupted Cosmic magics would drip into the area covering it with red that spewed forth towards his foe, Eryn was strong, The flames of a Drakanite combined with the power of the stars was nothing to be discounted yet as she continued to combat against Eniel it was quite obvious they were nearly evenly matched.

Flames and lightning danced across the battlefield, Eniel' taking his spear to match the flames despite not being able to see from his right side he allowed for his ability to sense mana around him to come into effect, Gathering bolts of lightning to throw down from above, while utilizing piercing strikes of lightning and cosmic magics to dash straight through the flames she intended to use to barricade herself in.

With a final sweeping slash Eniel drew his spear back and Knocked Eyrn off her feet and proceeded to gather lightning onto the spears blade before a final thrust sent a sparkingbolt of lightning to push here back a great distance. Although the force behind it was strong she was otherwise alright.

" Good, Your combat ability has risen a great amount since last time I saw you fight. Seems like you're finally starting to get accustomed to utilizing cosmic magics and flames."
(Eniel Daigal)
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[19:10] The young woman threw burning flames in a manner that was perhaps appropriate given her draconic blood, waves of fire emanating from her intermittently to strike at Eniel. Her skin at times seemed to harden, a scale-like pattern briefly flitting over it before it returned to normal. The more fire she released, the more aggressive she became, and that aggression was something to feel more than see, as the flames the young woman expelled from herself became hotter and hotter, an intense heat that more than likely would have easily roasted a non-magi. However, Eryn was able to temper that aggression with strategy, staying within the fields of fire she produced. And when the flames were not enough, she pulled at that internal tether to her star, and luminescent cosmic magic flooded from her body, clashing with the Exarch's own corrupted variant of it.

The were moments, far more than Eryn expected, where victory seemed to be in her grasp, but it was there that the Drakanite made her greatest errors, the eagerness overcoming her and causing her to overextend herself, leaving her far more open to the lightning that Eniel threw at her. Eventually, that spear whipped out, sweeping her legs out from under her body a final lightning strike left her gasping for breath on the floor, body twitching under the effect of the jolt of electricity.

It took her a few moments, but with the adding satisfaction of the victor's praise, the teen pushed back her wings, using them as leverage to push herself to her feet. Where she respectfully inclined her head towards the Exarch. "Yes, Exarch, but I still have much to improve upon. Something I shall endeavour to do." With those words, she took a step to the side, and vacated the immediate sparring field so that someone else could take their turn.
(Eryn Evanstere)