Storm-- Zace

[16:55:15] After his battle against the Queen, the Sarradian roams around the streets of Alteros looking for a specific person-- a specific mage, one that Vale had requrested he beat in a fight before he'd be capable of going on the expedition to the peace barrier. He saw it as the best way to manifest the storm in its true power, after all.

As he approaches him, the Sarradian wonders how to word it. He'd offered to fight him before, but Zace often talked about how he was too strong to defeat-- how he would climb backwards in time and eliminate his ancestors so he'd never be born.

Yikes ... He would make the expedition a lot easier, that was for sure.

"Sylvan. Hello.." He says, though nothing else-- he would ask in a few moments...
(Zephyr)
[17:02:56] In a lot of ways, he was still recovering from the trip to the Loranthian expedition. With no shortage of dread, he was well aware that he had Vale's expedition to get through as well, someways down the line. Urgh. Here he sat, bandages upon his cheek and several more underneath his cloak, still trying in a lot of ways to catch his breath, even if the events in question had happened months ago...

Turning his head upright, he gives Zephyr a sudden look, tensing and scooting away a little upon the bench. "Wh-what?" Oh, great, it's THIS little psycho. All the people from the Garden were absolutely no good, if you asked him. Not after that explosion of Rosalie's.

"...Yes, Zephyr?" he asked, in return, a few seconds later - holding himself upright and huffing.
(Zace Sylvan)
[17:06:20] Hopefully, the boy wasn't going to make excuses -- or threats to get out of it this time, but after a few moments, Zephyr finally speaks. He was intent on seeing how strong Zace was, anyways-- along with seeing how he could fare against a magi of good power that wasn't a fellow storm mage. Something about fighting a storm mage while trying to learn it felt like it wasn't helping.

"Vale says can go on peace barrier thing!" He exclaims. "Am going to use the storm magic there and master it." He explains quickly, before cutting right to the chase...

"... But says is too young, but maybe can come if beats you in fight. So cannot take no for answer." He declares, arms crossing one over the other.
(Zephyr)
[17:12:19] Ah. Er. Welp. It sounded like Zephyr wasn't going to get spooked away by bluster. It was unfortunate, seeing as that was usually his main weapon - but maybe it didn't need to be anymore. Maybe with this strange new power of his, he could defeat Zephyr and claim his superiority for real!

"Oh. Yeah, uh, that makes sense. Well. You know. As long as...you're willing to accept the risks. Of going on a ship. And um, of fighting me. Then - I don't see...why not." He manages to parse out, shuffling up to his feet and tilting his head around his neck.

"In that case, um, I suppose we should move south. Yeah." He was a little more quiet than usual. Just a bit.
(Zace Sylvan)
[17:29:23] Experiment 36: <*just kinda shambling around.*>
[17:35:21] Musaka would take the staff and put it on his back and nod. But he felt the staff take bit of his mana. This was not good but he had to endure. It was only a bit. He would need to work on his energy now more than ever. If he was gonna fight others he needed to push his abilities. The man would look at the stuff and smirk.

"Homey you know i'm not good at making limbs. Do you know anyone who is?"

He would nod as his wife gave him approval. As she would encourage him he would burn brighter now then ever. He would have to go to places that he thought he never go back to now. The man would indeed have to go on long journeys but his wife would understand.

"Alexander have you spoke to him recently? I have not recieved a letter from him yet. I might go to Cinder to see if he is okay."
(Musaka Rockbell)
[17:39:37] It seemed that this time, the magi wasn't going to shy away-- instead of making an excuse or boasting supposed power, that he was going to fight him! Perfect-- it was time to see how strong Zace really was...

He was going to use all that he had, if Zace intended to hold back. As they arrive at the field, the Sarradian stares at him briefly.

"... Will have know, almost beat Queen of Alteros two nights ago." He explains. It'd taken a bit of recovery after she'd beat him, but he was finally ready to try his might against Zace's own.
(Zephyr)
[17:43:53] Zephyr: (i guess i should pre-type
[17:45:36] Striding south into the fields, he hesitated a moment as Zephyr casually dropped that bomb. How young was he again, and already he had power to rival one of the rulers of Valmasia? But - no, no that was the wrong way to look about it.

"Excellent. Then when I beat you, I'll be the equal to the Queen." he boasts, exhaling and closing his eyes. A dark shroud emerged - occultic aura wrapping about his figure. Fires emerged from thin air around him, beginning to engulf the surrounding area without much semblance of control.

Hands outstretched, Zace's face narrowed in concentration, ready to unleash all of his power at once. Holding back was for lesser beings. And for people who actually knew how to effectively control their magic.
(Zace Sylvan)
[17:49:52] Indeed, the Sarradian had almost bested the queen of Alteros-- however, there was nothing mentioned on how he thought she was holding back... It was hopefully that, or the Sarradian was probably still very, very good youth potion material. Regardless, it was time to fight.

The winds around him pick up-- his body becomes enlightened, weightless as he stares down Zace. Hands flow around his body briefly, as a light mist forms-- thickening into a fog, as clouds begin to form around him. Ah, yes, the creation of storm magic-- truly a lot to describe...

Eventually, clouds brew around his body-- the water around him is prepared to extinguish the fire he creates, and purple eyes stare down the one who claim that he could erase bloodlines!

It would be put to the test, but the Sarradian is likely to make the first move-- utilizing a cloud to burst forwards, a barrier of mana appearing around him on occasion in response to blasts of his fire magic..
(Zephyr)
[17:50:43] Zephyr: (im gonna use my recharge during cd btw because hurricane sux
[17:51:34] Luna Imeri Rockbell: (ironic since Raja is in the same boat. He's half a person right now)
[17:51:34] {combat} Zace Sylvan has been defeated by Zephyr! They're unable to continue fighting.
[17:54:59] Perhaps it was the storm clouds around him, but the Sarradian was surely far stronger than he may appear. The lightning contained within seemed to be deadly -- bursting and certainly more powerful than your average lightning magi... Perhaps a factor of his Sarradian heritage-- and lightning being his primary element.

Either way, the combinations of magic he throws-- wind, water, lightning, and nature combine into a vicious storm, seeds being tossed around and creating entangling vines to try and restrict movement.

Zephyr himself works towards beating down the fire magi, and with most of his flames extinguished, a cloud roughly the size of a football is thrown at Zace to subdue him! It delivers a powerful shock, enough to down him temporarily.

Within the flurry of elements he surrounds himself with, the Sarradian grins ... He'd be on this expedition in no time.
(Zephyr)
[17:59:15] Eating yet another bucket of shame was not on his to do list, but avoiding that seemed less and less like an option as the fight dragged on. Zace exploded outward with violent blasts of purple and orange flame, but no matter how hungry the fire was, it was merely being shot at random - it couldn't equal the accuracy of truly focused attacks.

In the meantime, Zace was battered and assaulted by all the elements of the storm, wrenching out pained grunts from him and sending him hurtling to the ground. Gasping, drenched, he pushed up on his hands and his knees, stumbling to his feet and exhaling heavily.

With a sudden cry, he thrust both his hands outward, another swell of power escaping him. If he wasn't covering enough ground he would just have to SHOOT EVEN MORE FIRE. That HAD to work.
(Zace Sylvan)
[18:00:06] {combat} Zace Sylvan has been defeated by Zephyr! They're unable to continue fighting.
[18:03:31] The power of his water magic -- now that he knew how to use it, was undeniably too strong for his fire magic... It works to extinguish the flames that he creates, and nature magic attempts tore vive hte land destroyed by it. A Sarradian would frown at the destruction of nature, perhaps the cause ofthe exile of Le'heba's descendants.

Either way, the storm magic he possesses crackles and bursts around him in a fury within the clouds, used as a conduit-- it shocks at Zace, only delivering further pain. The fire he creates burns the own Sarradian's skin- the sound magic pains his ears, and in their battle between magic, the storm magi is the one to come out on top, only-- not unharmed.

"...SEEMS AM HAVE WON!" He cries aloud, not from distance, but from sound magic messing with him-- his perception of how loud he was being?

Non-existent for the time being. Hopefully, he wouldn't end up calling him a brain dead rat and causing one to faint. Nature magic moves to make vines that toss Zace back onto his feet after a powerful burst of wind sends him flying away...
(Zephyr)
[18:05:13] "I love you''Luna said and kissed him. Sparring him, she decided to try to continue her training and try to master Necromancy completely, so if he died, she'd be able to resurrect him. After he left, she would make her way to New Alteros.
(Luna Imeri Rockbell)
[18:05:13] Luna Imeri Rockbell: (time to finish my dev)
[18:06:04] Luna Imeri Rockbell: (thanks for the rp. Good luck and please do not die)
[18:06:56] Luna Imeri Rockbell: (besides if Luna had given you her trusty rifle, you'd be out of -10mana instead of -4 from the staff)
[18:06:56] Every effort of his was overturned. Zace screeched with frustration, accompanied by further blasts of sonic energy, but it all amounted to nothing in the end. Electricity marred and rang up and down his limbs, convulsing him uncontrollably. "GKGHGKKKHHH-"

Falling forward, he collapsed with a huff even after being propelled upward by the vines, faceplanting into the dirt, barely conscious after all of the effort that he had just expended. "Mmmph." was his initial response to Zephyr, a hand moving up to wave vaguely around.

Maybe it was time to stop bragging so much around people who could completely kick his ass.
(Zace Sylvan)
[18:12:03] After his win, the Sarradian had felt a bit prideful-- of course, after a few moments, he realize that Zace is face-down on the ground! Even if he was alive enough to signal defeat, the Sarradian lets the magic around him dissipate-- any burning feeling to his circuits that storm magic gave him was far, far lesser at this point.

He felt close-- but not close enough. There was fatigue within him from using it. That had to be fixed...

As he moves towards him, the Sarradian is standing over him within a few seconds.

"Needs the healing? Am kind of good at it." He says.
(Zephyr)
[18:18:01] Meanwhile, Zace felt what little pride he had gathered thorugh thick and thin and whatnot dashed against the rocks. This hurt so much he wanted to cry. He was fairly tempted to cry, but it wouldn't do him much good. No, instead he had to pick himself up and...try again some other time, he supposed.

"I'm...fine, thanks." he managed, getting to his feet and exhaling, before stumbling off back toward the town, occultic aura still wrapped around him. Right. Gotta figure out how to turn this thing off, first and foremost, otherwise he was kind of in trouble...
(Zace Sylvan)
[18:24:00] Well...

If Zace didn't want any help, the Sarradian knew better to just not help. He had other things to do, anyways-- perhaps check up with Vanarya at a later time, or to go to the garden.

Caerus.. Ah, he couldn't do much to help him get on that boat. That was for sure. For now, the Sarradian would make his way back to the garden, wondering if there was anything to do there! Perhaps he could try his might against Trolly, if he happened to be at the garden.
(Zephyr)