TBATE- A force to be reckoned with

Bleak Void

"I knew you were a monster, but I didn't think it was literal." Fayden commented, studying Alexander's new form. 

A sickly green aura covered Tempestarii, merging with the statis around it. One look at it and Fayden knew it was no mere poison. 

[You cannot let yourself be hit by that.]

'Yeah, I kn-' 

Faydens mind blanked, void stepping away instictively, just in time to avoid Tempestarii from skewering him.

"A bit rude, no?" Fayden snarked, noticing how the very fabric of space decayed around that slash. "Huh, you're poisoning reality itself. You really are a freak of nature."

Fayden dispelled solaris, spreading the latent energy on it all over his body. That would serve as defence for the moment, but he couldn't keep it up very long. So he moved before he ran out.

To anyone else it would seem as if they were standing still, but the distorting space between them told otherwise. Every once in a while a stray bolt of plasma or toxic ice would miss and head towards the continent, worsening its already half molten condition. 

"Is this the fastest you can go?" Alexander mocked, cutting deep into Faydens bicep.

"Not even close." 

Fayden blitzed back, focusing all his heat to his hand, burning off the poison, albeit slower than he would have liked. 

Alexander appeared in front of him once again, his sword ready to pierce through. Fayden brought Solaris up in time to parry the blow, but he underestimated how strong the poison was. Solaris shattered, the pristine white blade exploding to fragments, successfully stopping Alexanders attempt. He shot back.

Faydens fire aura spread back, having dealt with the poison. He stared at the broken sword in surprise. He sighed, "Should have made it stronger."

"Poor little wolf pup, weaponless in a world not of his own." Alexanders mocking voice came from somewhere.

"Would you look at that, you can actually form coherent sentences." Fayden sounded genuinely surprised as he held up the broken hilt. "Now what was that about being weaponless?" Alexander watched in annoyance as the blade he just shattered repaired itself without much effort.

"Devour all, ouroboros." Alexander whispered, a dark aura radially spreading around him. 

[Be careful of that thing Fayden. It's bad news.]

'No shit sherlock.'

Fayden got as far as he possibly could, watching as whatever the black mist like aura touched withered away in seconds. 

"Two wills at the same time, not bad Alexander." Fayden commended, he knew no spells would work in that, all Alexander needed to do was to get near enough to him and it would be game over.