Osei vs Ataron

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Explosions lit up the night, as the two zigzaged across the field.

Trading blow for blow and drawing blood, but not letting up.

Ataron manifested a detailed clone of himself, made out of blue fire, to break the distance, realizing that Osei was getting an advantage.

The clone charged at Osei, manifesting a flaming sword out of thin air.

Volleys of energy appeared around Osei and crashed into it, erupting in a massive explosion, however coming out of the smoke, the clone continued.

Ataron smirked as his fingers danced in the air, facing Osei.

"Titan's Gladiator."

Osei met the clones charge, with surges of electricity blasting out of his sword.

Its sword broke in half, as he took it's head off, however he felt agonizing pain, looking over and seeing his own arm falling down below.

The clone had manifested the sword once again with it's remaining strength as it continued it's strike.

Osei grimaced from the pain, but quickly blasted away the clone, out of existence.

He quickly cauterized his arm stub without losing eye contact with Ataron.

Five more, flame clones appeared in front of him, armed and ready to charge at Osei.

Osei grinned.

The battle high keeping him awake.

"Always using tricks in battle, don't you?"

Ataron gave him a smug smile.

"The smartest are usually the ones to survive."

Electricity crackled and surged in front of Osei, as five clones made out of electricity, resembling warriors of Rennaya manifested themselves guarding Osei.

"Is that right? What makes you think, you're part of that group."

Ataron chuckled lightly, raising his right palm towards Osei.

"What other group is there?"

The clones charged at each other, engaging in a violent and bright battle in the sky.

Ataron let loose a beam of blue fire, racing for Osei.

Osei sidestepped in midair to avoid the beam by inches, then proceeded to return an energy beam of his own.

Ataron summoned a flame barrier in front of him, however he decided against taking it head on.

He made the barrier larger, then flanked to dodge.

Osei, stopped his attack, noticing Ataron's movements and threw his sword towards the sky.

Then he pulled out his dagger from his belt and formed a replica, with an arm out of electricity.

Constantly maintaining them, was drained him.

He launched himself through the fighting clones, towards where he sensed Ataron's presence, past the flame barrier.

An electric armour protected him as he crashed through the barrier, catching Ataron by surprise.

Instinctively he still managed to block Osei's charge, and the next series of blows Osei threw at him.

He grinned, about to blast Osei at point blank range, when a sword sunk through his skull with a quick crack, piloted with a large lightning strike.

His vision cracked in his right eye and the other completely disappeared, as billions of volts surged through him.

Taking advantage of his trap, Osei quickly threw both of his daggers into his chest, then flipped 180° to kick him down down to the Earth from the hilt of the sword, stuck in his head.

He reached his palm out, as his sword dislodged itself from Ataron's head before he hit the ground.

Ataron felt thousands of years of his life leaving him, as his body reformed back to normal, where he landed.

He tried getting back up, however Osei landed sword first in his gut, followed by the largest lightning strike he could muster, erupting a massive shockwaves explosion, felt in cities across Australia.

A massive flame barrier, forced Osei to make some distance.

His knees gave way as a low seizure started settling in.

He gritted his teeth and foam started building up on the sides of his mouth.

His electric arm dissipated and his blue veins started to flicker.

Osei was barely able to maintain the first gear.

He was at his limit.

Ataron rose up, and flew slowly out of his crater.

Furious, with his eyes still out of place and a massive gaping hole through his stomach.

The last of Osei's clones, Ataron in the back, but he shrugged it off and burned it away with the air around him.

"I won't forgive you!"

Flames burst out of him, raising the temperature around them scorching high.

He placed his hands out and in seconds a massive sphere of condensed blue fire manifested in front of him, condensing in rapid intervals and rotating at incredible speeds.

Osei placed his hands out trying to match the same energy, by draining all energy in any living creature as far as he could reach.

His hands shook as fingers started to curl, the seizures taking more control of his body, than he had anticipated

He shook his head, reminded himself of who he's up against, then regained control of his body.

A massive blue sphere of electricity, swirled furiously in front of him, as thousands of lightning strikes amplified it and condensed it further.

His blue eyes glowed, as the random streaks of silver hair returned.

His cobalt blue veins, raced like electric circuits throughout his body.

The two looked at each other, knowing this would be end.

"Icarus's Star!"

"Core Raeiqa!"

Their spheres shattered forth, like thunder, as the the two beams collided, rippling out immense shockwaves throughout Australia.

Osei grunted, his feet were deep in the ground as a crater formed around him.

Electricity crackled all around as he held on for his life.

Ataron pushed back as hard as he could.

He could not except losing to Rennayan, a lost people they had vanquish long ago.

He asked himself over and over, how he could be losing so much life, in one battle against a lesser creature.

However no answer satisfied him.

His only relief was looking forward to seeing Osei dead, right now.

After a long moment of constant energy being poured in, the power struggle resulted in an explosive draw.

Osei dropped to his knees, as foam built up again in his mouth and his body shivered from random seizures.

Ataron descended down.

Both of their eyes locked.

Then he walked forward and crumbled away with each step, until all there was, were blood and metal piled up in front of Osei.

Osei looked down at the pile, feeling no sign of Ataron's life energy, he grinned realizing his victory.

Then fell over unconscious.







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