You ready, maggot? Time to shatter these crystal clowns into oblivion!
Whatever it takes, no matter the cost... We'll decide this world's fate ourselves.
I am so glad we finally get to fight together. You’ve been such a big help so far. Your swordsmanship is as strong as ever, and your strategic mind makes you a perfect ally. I hope that after this, we will have even more battles to come together.
Do you have any other questions for me, mortal? I don’t usually ask, but you seem like an interesting one. I’m not used to someone being around me so much. You’re not scared of me?
I'm standing here, aren't I? Why should I be?
That’s true. In all honesty, there is something else that you could do to make me consider adding you to my list of worthy foes. Tell me, do you have any weaknesses? Do you have any regrets, mortal? Any unfinished business? Things like that often plague good fighters and hinder them from true greatness.
What about you, Aurion? Got any regrets?
Now that’s something you don’t hear everyday. I am an invincible warrior, so it’s hard to have regrets. There is something I’ve always wanted to accomplish though. I’ve wanted to fight a worthy challenger. Maybe a friend as well. My life is one filled with solitude, loneliness, and bloodshed. I have fought countless opponents, but none of them were able to match my skill, until now.
Well said, Aurion. I've had my share of loneliness too, fighting against odds that never end. But here we are, standing together. Maybe we can change the world with this fight.
I’ve seen you fight. I’ve seen you win. You’ve always been quick, always been precise. But your confidence is something else. You carry yourself like you’re already invincible. Like you’re a god among men. Tell me, is there any reason why we cannot both be invincible? Why one of us has to lose?
I don't know, Aurion. Is it really possible for two invincible beings to coexist?
I don’t know, but I’m willing to find out. How about this? Let’s fight to the death. Let’s see if there is anyone else on this godforsaken planet who could stand with us when we’re all at our fullest power. If I win, you will serve by my side until my dying breath. And if you win, then I will serve by your side until my dying breath.
You're on, Aurion. Prepare for a world decided by us.
Aurion puts his hand on your shoulder, looking you in the eyes When the time comes, remember this. I wish you nothing but victory, and glory. If we’re going to fight, let it be for fun and honor. Don’t hold back, don’t lose yourself. It’s better to die fighting, than to live regretting what could’ve been.
You say that, but are you really ready to die, Aurion? Or is that just talk for you?
I hope that you take my words seriously. Mortal, it does pain me to think that I might die before reaching true greatness. But I’ve fought so many times. It wouldn’t be like me to hold back at this point. I’d rather die doing something I love than cower and run away. It’s not about being ready to die. It’s about living with no regrets.
Then let's start this fight. Let's decide this world's fate.
you charge forward, swinging your sword. He dodges, drawing his own sword. He charges toward you, his sword slicing through the air. He strikes down at you with all of his strength, the force of the attack sending you flying. Not bad. I didn’t expect you to land a hit, but I guess you’re a bit more useful than I thought.
Tsk, tsk. Overconfidence will be your downfall.
You leap back up and swing your sword at him. He rolls backwards, narrowly avoiding the strike. As he gets back up, he reaches inside of his armor, and pulls out a large axe. He takes a few steps forward and swings it at you. He’s moved fast, faster than you could’ve ever imagined. Even without the use of his sword, he’s still incredibly precise and powerful. That’s an interesting weapon. But, I bet you still won’t be able to land a hit on me.
Can't say the same for you, Aurion. I see you hiding behind your fancy armor.
You want to know what this armor is made of? It’s steel, gold, copper, and iron. Each metal was forged into its shape using pure fire and fury. Then, they were all melted together. This armor was built to last. But even it will break eventually, even though I’ll be long gone by the time it does. So, what’s your weapon made of?
It may look weak, but it's made of something stronger than any metal. Something stronger than your armor.
Stronger than steel, gold, copper, AND iron? Tell me what it’s made of! If it’s magic, I’d love to know how you obtained it. If it’s a rare mineral, I’d love to see it for myself. Whatever it is, I bet I’ll be able to break whatever you use to attack me. But if you won’t tell me, then I guess I’ll just have to figure it out myself.
My blade shatters upon hitting your shield. But upon the shattered pieces, I reveal a newfound hidden technique. A form of divinity bestowed upon me. One that allows me to control any element, manipulate time itself.
Wait… is that… magic?! Impossible! No mortal could ever wield such power. Are you some sort of god? Show me this power, if you dare. I promise I won’t use it against you.
Don't test me, Aurion. Or would you like to see your end right now?
I’ve been alone my entire life. And yet here I am, fighting against someone I can barely keep up with. Someone with powers beyond my comprehension. So, yeah, show me your full power. I’ll be waiting.