Scarlet
The guy quickly staggers at my onslaught of blood boil and life drain, but he holds firm otherwise and activates the skill Ive seen him use on others. One that turns the skin on his arms into crimson scales. The entire reason hes wearing so sort of sleeveless magi-tech armor with a form fitting top and pants.
Unlike though, he doesnt get any sort of claws or anything, with the scales not covering his fingernails in a way that looks slightly off.
We both begin charging straight at each other, with using blood boil on the way and him using so sort of heat aura skill that makes the area around him grow hotter. Which turns out to be uncomfortable when I get closer, but nothing beyond that for now.
If I rember correctly, this guy specializes in defense buffing skills and offensive attacks, with his scales dramatically increasing the amount of force he can take and blunting the damage of sharper attacks. But the guy himself isnt overwhelmingly strong or anything.
So I quickly clear the rest of the distance between us with my claws balled up in a fist, deciding to forgo the clawing for now since he has his guard up and will just block it with his scales. Then I bring my fist down straight on his crossed arms, forcing him back with a grunt as his feet dig into the volcanic ground beneath us. But before I can follow up with a swing of my claws from my other hand, his arms suddenly begin to heat up to the point of burning the hair on my shifted arm and making grimace. Which is enough of a pause for him to disengage and jump back while sending a wave of flas straight at that I block by using blood claws on both of my hands and raising them to take the hit.
I grimace as I feel the heat even through the blood coating my hands, but most of the flas dont manage to make it through thanks to supplying my claws with blood I had in my blood storage before any of the duels began. Then after about two seconds of flas, I manage to push my hands outwards, making a break in the flas that I use to jump out of the way before rushing straight at the guy as he is still shooting flas at where I was standing from his mouth.
So sort of dragons breath skill? Like in the video gas?
Either way, I crank up the blood boil and life draining Im doing along with my own blood sacrifice, scowling in the process thanks to the pain of my blood burning, which can be seen in the red steam leaving my body as I jump straight through the air towards him before drawing a long and bloody line across his side from the shoulder to the hip.
The guy shouts in pain, accidentally closing his mouth in the middle of his skill and filling his mouth with flas that very clearly isnt healthy. But I dont stop to watch as I instead spin around him and tear another gash along his other side, this one making him drop to a knee. Then I proceed to do it over and over again while still using blood boil but going a little bit easier on the blood sacrifice now that hes down.
I tear strip after strip until hes left as a bloody ss lying on the floor and barely breathing. Despite that though, he still manages to at least attempt to stand, all while glaring at with clear hatred and fear in his eyes.
Deciding that Ive done enough by now, I kneel down next to him, swiftly tilting my head to the side when I see flas building up in his mouth before they shoot straight past where my head was in the form of a small fireball. Then I rest my elbows on my knees and my chin on my hands as I look at him.
Which only seems to make his face flush from sha. Or at least I think its sha. It could also be the many dozens of wounds across his body.
Next ti be more polite, I tell him with a scowl. One that fades away into a very nice smile showing all of my pearly whites as I add, Okay?
Then after one last look of sha-filled hatred towards he seems to black out. That or he dies. Either way, we both find ourselves back in the do with the earpieces announcing our winnings or losings to each of us.
[Three points have been awarded for winning a duel. You now have a total of 116 points.]
Imdiately upon seeing him again, I find him glaring at . But the mont I move slightly, I notice a tiny flinch in him before he says, Ill be going to find other opponents now, and leaves without another word.
I raise an eyebrow before nodding my head, satisfied with my work.
Now he wont be a problem anymore.
Arent you worried hell get his parents to make your life difficult or sothing? Tar asks in my head, but I just shrug.
He can try, but generally the GUs try to keep that sort of crap out of the campus. Especially when it could hurt a talented student that might be of major importance to the schools Interschool Tournants, just because so other student was upset that they were defeated by them or sothing.
Besides. I doubt their parents would want to deal with Frost just because their kid got beaten.
Tar doesnt say anything in response, but I can practically feel his agreent despite that.
Anyways, I turn my attention to the others to find them looking rather startled at what just happened. But at the sa ti, none of them seem mad or anything. So its fine.
So whos next? I ask while putting my hands in my jacket pockets.
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