Failed Attempt

[19:22] The newly Knighted woman led to the way to the field, offering a shrug at Spi's question. "Probably not as much as I should have been, but I gave Locran some needed practice a while ago. We'll see how it goes." The woman stretched her shoulders, draconic wings bursting forward in evidence for why exactly she was now termed the Knight of Wyverns.

She quickly flipped her cloak inside out, returning it to its usual red colour, and pulled up the hood, a satisfied look coming across her face as she felt the enchantment activate. She unslung her staff, bringing the further augmented weapon to rest comfortably in her hands as she idly considered whether she should try again to intensify her flames. Shrugging internally, she decided she'd play it by ear, looking across to where the younger Ookami was.

"Ready when you are!"

(Eryn Evanstere)
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[19:30] Spicegirl's usual holy aura enveloped her, and her enchanted staff, which was starting to get a little old now. The last time that they'd fought, she'd took the upper hand and defeated Eryn, but, it seemed that the little time that she spent slacking off had given Eryn the upper hand in their spar.

"That's no good," she muttered to herself. "Looks like I've been slacking even more than you."
(Spicegirl)
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[19:32] The Knight burst into action immediately, flames flung at the younger woman as Eryn cut loose. Perhaps it was the new prestige of being Knighted, or her strength increasing, or merely just the improved runes on her armour and clothes, but the Drakanite found herself dominating the fight, brushing aside the rocks flung at her and brute forcing her way through the holy magic that Spi laid down.

Her own magic flung flame at the floor, and once more Eryn noticed small tongues of blue in her flames, flames that she was determined to have universal represent that colour and intensity, some day. She pushed through the Ookami's defences, staff sweeping her legs out from under her before she moved back, allowing the woman to get back to her feet.

"Meh, no shame in defeat here, I've grown quite a bit stronger as of recent weeks." An idea was beginning to formulate in her mind, but it'd be one she'd keep to herself till the spar was over. "Alright, next round, lets go!"
(Eryn Evanstere)
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[19:39] Feeling as if she had to prove her strength, the young Ookami woman immediately springs into the action in the second round, throwing everything that she had into her attacks to barrage Eryn with blasts of wind, flying rocks, earth spikes, and holy magic. Her attacks were relentless, and she'd end up taking the round as a result.

Spicegirl did notice something different this time. There was a different tint to her friend's flames, but, she didn't think much of it. "It's all of those runes you have," the Ookami says with a smirk. "It's not fair."
(Spicegirl)
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[19:41] Eryn took several rocks to the body, not to mention the wind and holy magic. She fought hard, but even so eventually found herself briefly downed. She pushed herself back upright, a smile on her face. "Now that is the Spi I remember!" As to the runes, she shrugged, expression completely unapologetic.

"You fight with all you have, y'know? Don't worry, once I've perfected my own stuff, maybe I'll start enchanting your clothes." A sentiment considered in the light of her previous consideration, but again, that could wait until post-spar. She twirled her staff, then flew into the third round, fire leaping to her command.
(Eryn Evanstere)
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[19:53] The third round was a close affair. Whilst Eryn threw down wave after wave of fire, more often than not Spi was able to dodge out of it, rooting the drakanite to the ground with rock or laying down fields of stinging holy magic. The Drakanite focused on the flame she was throwing, pushing it to greatest and greatest intensity as she tried to recreate the earlier phenomenon on a wider scale. Even so, the tides quickly turned in the Ookami's favour, until a blast of flame blew into her, Eryn bursting from it with a fist wreathed in flame an azure blue. For a moment, the Drakanite was certain that the fight was over, but in those brief moments before she hit, that blue flame flickered back to orange, and then vanished entirely, leaving the Drakanite to instead just deliver a regular punch into Spi's arm, something far less effective that it would have otherwise been.

Fueled by the frustration of yet another failure to maintain the brightly coloured intensity of the flames, Eryn unleashed a devastating barrage of fire and cosmic magic, pummeling Spi with as much brutality as could be allowed in a sparring match, until finally a beam of Cosmic magic blasted her back. The young woman took a few deep breaths, releasing the frustration as the fight ended, before moving forwards to offer the Ookami a hand up.
(Eryn Evanstere)
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[19:57] Once more the girls clashed, Eryn's fire and cosmic magic going toe to toe with the combination of her Holy Tempest and Earth magic. Losing her footing in the moment and falling on her rear, she isn't ashamed, because after that battle, they both know that one more well-aimed attack would have led to the Drakanite's defeat.

"Sorry, Ser Eryn." The girl says, holy magic focused on her palm glowing to rub at the spot on her arm where Eryn had punched. There was a bruise there, even though her magic didn't work out the way she intended it to. "I wanted to kick your butt like I always have, but..." the gap between the two was so small. Spice girl laughed, feeling other parts of her body that were sore.

"You don't know anything about holding back, do you?"
(Spicegirl)