Run in With a Dragon [Ilreg][Finished]

[Rosey]

Rosey saw the spit but she didn't think it would turn into a volatile projectile. She try to dodge it but it ended up scratching her checks. The other attack she wasn't expecting. When he rushed at her to attack she try to fly backwards to avoid it but it prove to be worthless. She flew backwards from being hit by the shield and hit the ground. All that cockiness soon faded away as she realized that this fight was starting to heat up against her favor. She quickly got up to fly and attack him. She brought her sword up and then back down towards his head as she reached him.

[Ilreg Douisis Ofu'ul]

Ilreg smiled cruelly as the Fae rebounded and attempted to counterattack, "Do you regret that your miserable life is now forfeit, you should have escape with you life when I allowed you to do so." Ilreg said he the Fae charged forward, leaping into the air. She came down suddenly, aiming for Ilreg's head, Ilreg raised his shield to intercept the attack, blocking the Fae's sword with the reflective side of his shield, "Take on last look at your pitiful visage!" Ilreg said as he clenched his pushed his shield into the Fae as he clenched his fist, causing the shield to explode violently into frozen pieces of razor sharp shrapnel in the direction of the Fae.

[Rosey]

Letting out a scream, Rosey flew backwards once again, this time getting cut by the shrapnel in various places on her body. She laid there on the ground with her head reeling not know where she was for a second. She went to sit up and could feel pain throughout her body. She sat there thinking where she went wrong and why was she getting her ass kicked.

She took a deep breath which hurt her chest and got up to stand in a ready position. She would have to be cautious about this fight if she wanted to live. She stood there concentrating trying to start a fire in her hand. A small flame manage to appear. She thought to herself that if she were to live she was going to have to take a trip to the Spirit Realm after this.

However despite the pitiful size of the flame she tossed it to the Dragon and flew towards him. She hoped the small flame would distract the cold-hearted guy while she made her attack for his legs as she slid towards them on the ice.

[Ilreg Douisis Ofu'ul]

Ilreg watched as the insipid fire Ball tossed at him by the Fae, as it was caught by his now shield less hand, creating minor burns on the surface of his skin, revealing a pale scaly interior beneath the wound. Ilreg watched as the Fae slid towards his legs, aiming to attack, "Low attacks must be your specialty whore, you've been after my lower extremities for the entire duration of the battle, interesting. Do you wish to copulate with me during the fight!" Ilreg said laughing loudly as he erected a cascade of icy spikes pointing towards the incoming Fae, "Come to me, and know the cold of the eternal sleep dream walker."

[Rosey]

As she slid towards him, Rosey saw that he had icy spikes poised out of the ground towards her. She flipped on to her side and stabbed the icy ground with her sword to try to stop herself from sliding into the protruding ice. She slowly came to a stop right in front of the icy spikes. She looked up at him, seeing his shield in hand, he truly look like a warrior that you shouldn't fuck with. But with comments that he was making during the fight, he seemed a little less frightening.

She quickly got up and pulled up her sword out the ground with some difficulty. She sarcastically says, "Well I guess you figured me out. My heart fawns over the scaly guys." She stood with her sword up and ready in front Ilreg with the spikes separating them.

[Ilreg Douisis Ofu'ul]

A slight smirk apperead on Ilreg's face as he held up his hand, the singed skin healing itself, covering the burnt wound. "I don't copulate with animate thoughts of mortal scum, your foutune ends there, but I can offer you the icy caress of death." Ilreg said making a swath at the protruding crystals that seperated him form his target. Before the crystals could fall to the frozen ground Ilreg raised his hand causing them all to float in the frigid air.

The already frozen air seemed to drop even further in tempreture as a look of concentration spread across Ilreg's face. Closing and expanding his hand, Ilreg caused the icy spikes he levatated just a moment ago to splinter into many smaller shards. He began to wave his hand, causing the shards to float in all directions, surrounding the Fae. "Prepare for my penatration!" Ilreg spouted, frozen gladius in hand, as he charged toward the Fae. Suddenly all the icy shards flew at the Fae at an incredible speed, with Ilreg closing in very close behind.

[Rosey]

Rosey watched him as he commanded the ice to surround her. There was no escape for herand they were come fast. She had to think quickly, she tried to focus the fire again, trying to make a bigger fire ball. The ice was approaching fast, there was no time. But then...


She stood there engulfed in flames. The ice melted as soon as they hit the fire. She didn't feel cold any more.

"I'm sorry but I don't like it from all sides, i'm not that kind of girl." Her sarcasm was still present. However she could feel that she was using too much energy so she lowered the intensity of the flames. She stood there waiting for his attack as her red hair that match the flames blew in the cold air.

[Ilreg Douisis Ofu'ul]

Ilreg came to a sudden stop as the tongues of the flames conjured by his fairy opponent nearly licked his face. "Interesting, but do you really think that your pathetic heat will last against me?" Ilreg said standing there watching the Fae amongst the fire.

Watching the ice underneath his opponents feet melt from the heat, Ilreg concentrated his energy into erecting an icy hollow monolith around the constantly burning Fae. Looking pleased at the icy enclosure, Ilreg watched as the ice began to melt into water, dropping onto the direction of his stationary opponent.

"Fire needs air to burn fool, and moisture doesn't help you either, you are going to die by my hand, now prepare yourself." Ilreg said walking toward the slowly melting construct, the water dropping from the top and sides at a rapid rate, clenching his gladius in one hand, while holding the other open as he concentrated on reducing the tempreture of his surrounding to subzero.

[Rosey]

Seeing that she was enclosed by an icy structure, she mustered up the strength to make the flames higher to overcome the structure. She was able to melt the entire thing but the water and her weaken energy made the flames died down to a point where it was only on her sword. She stood there right in front of him no longer engulfed in flames. With a determined look on her face she waited for his attack as the flames danced about on her sword. She couldn't afford to waste any more energy.

[Ilreg Douisis Ofu'ul]

"You truly are a sad creature, a misbegotten wench who knows not when to quit." Ilreg sad looking at the water from the melted monolith at the feet of the Fae. Plunging his sword in the frigid ground, Ilreg focused on the large puddles of water around the Fae, soon causing a fissure in the earth from the ice formed by the water that seeped into the ground warmed by the Fae. Soon the ground upon which the Fae stood was riddle with jagged frozen protrusions, their awkward and stark appearance in direct contrast with the previous display of pyrotechnics created by the Fae earlier. The entire area that was once ablaze from the fairy's fire conjuring was replaced by a cascade of arctic spikes and skewer, several shooting straight up at the fairy from underneath the very ground she stood on, the others creating a near impossible cascade of ice, upon which careless navigation through would result in hundreds of cuts and scrapes from the serrated edges. Taking his sword from the ground, Ilreg stood smiling in delight at the potential destruction he had wrought.

[Rosey]

Rosey flew up to avoid the protrusions of ice coming at her. She swung at some of the spikes, melting them as they came into contact with her flaming sword. But there was too many of them and she didn't fly up in time to avoid the spikes. She ended up with a spike going through her leg and scratching up her arms and other parts of her body. She whimpered as she try to fly up to free her leg but she was stuck. She realized that she would have to use some force, which would hurt, to get her leg off the spike.

She pulled hard at her leg and she can feel the serrated edges cutting her up as she try to get free. Blood started pouring down the icy shaft in a small trickle. She screamed as she gave one good yank, sending pain from her leg to the rest of her body, but she was free.

She floated down on to the ground where she was safe. She sprinkled faerie dust on to her wounds to seal the wounds. She took a couple of deep breaths as she tried to stand up. However, the pain shot up from her leg as soon as she put weight on it, causing her to fall down. She tried getting up again, this time using her wings to lift herself up. She closed her eyes to focus herself and got ready to make her attack.

"Get ready." Was all she said as she flew towards him at full speed. But she disappeared as she got close to attack and reappeared behind him to strike his back with her fiery sword. She realized that it was a dishonorable move, but she could no longer get her ass kick by this guy.

[Ilreg Douisis Ofu'ul]

Ilreg smiled as he watch the injured Fae attempt and fail to navigate through the maze of serrated ice, having to use her wings for mobility, in too much to walk. "Ha, do you see know that this is futile, you can't win against me, now kneel as my blade has its way with you." Ilreg said, slow approaching the Fae.

As Ilreg got closer he took notice of the resilience of the Fae, "Get Ready." was all Ilreg heard before she charged at him recklessly, "I promise this won't be quick." Ilreg goaded as he prepared to parry the incoming attack. Then suddenly his opponent disappeared leaving Ilreg to wonder for one split second was it a trick, then this sick sound of a blade cutting the frigid air rung in Ilreg's ear's, the Fae's flaming sword running through his back, coming out his chest.

Coughing a copious amount of blood, Ilreg smiled, despite the severity of his wound, "Nice... you managed to... pierce me..." Ilreg said as the throughs of pain plagued his face. "But... metals become brittle when exposed to cold, and you have pierced the body of a Draconian glacier..." Ilreg said as his blood began to extinguish the flames of the Fae's sword. Soon the weapon was as cold as the heart of the person it ran through, Ilreg tightly gripped his gladius, "When you attack, attack to kill next time..." he said, pain in his voice as he extended the length of his blade, twisted his wrist and cracked the Fae's blade protruding through his chest with own, afterward he immediately ran himself through the stomach, his blade aimed directly at the Fae who stood behind him. Despite his condition, Ilreg still managed to let out a sick sort of laughter, blood spewing from his mouth as he continued.

[Rosey]

Seeing that he cracked her sword before he pulled himself off her blade, she knew that soon her sword was going to break. She could feel that the cold traveled up the blade to the handle and it was making her hands cold. In fact, if it wasn't for the brief moment she was engulfed in flames, she would be blue now.

Closing her eyes, she focused to make the fire again but was only able to make it cover sword again. The flames were a little weaker too. She knew that she wouldn't be able to go on much longer, she might as well go out with a bang.

Readying herself, she held up her cracked sword in front of her before lunging at him with it. She brought down to attack, but like last time, she disappeared only to reappear in front of him again swiping her sword at a different angle.

[Ilreg Douisis Ofu'ul]

As he continue laughing, Ilreg conjured another ice gladius in his hand, blood still pouring from his wounds, both gained and self inflicted. "Back attacks I see, as if your previous displays of cowardice weren't enough to turn my stomach..." Ilreg said with a bloody smirk on his face.

Ilreg then closed his eyes, concentrating on his self inflected wound, the icy sword plunged into his abdomen exploded into a fine, snowy powder in the frigid air that surrounded Ilreg. The snow itself was oddly colored, as it contained some of Ilreg's own blood, it was to serve as a temporary mask, as Ilreg opened his eyes again and waited patentily for the incoming attack as the Fae disappered again.

Soon there was a disturbance the the floating snow, signaling Ilreg to guard in the direction of the annomaly, successfully parrying the follow attack from the fae meeting her blade to blade, face to face. "Your tricks won't work again whore!" Ilreg shouted as he forcefully slid the edge of his gladius down to the weakest point of the fae's already damaged sword and, further comprimising its structural integrity, commencing to spit his near frozen blood toward the fairy's face.

"Fight me slut, fight me now or die like the weak vermin you are as I crush your skull under my heel!" Ilreg said laughing, his wounds slowly begining to seal themselves in the arctic climate.

[Rosey]

Rosey saw him go for her sword and she could do nothing but watch the sword break. It was better than having her self catch the sword anyway. With the sword breaking distracting her, she didn't see him spit at her until it was too late. She ended up getting scratched on her cheek again. She then took the opportunity to strike him while he was trying to heal by blowing fairy dust in his face and stabbing at his abdomen with her broken sword.

[Ilreg Douisis Ofu'ul]

"No you don't!" Ilreg yelled, causing the snowflakes the permeated the air to form a shield of ice to protect his face. Seeing the the Fae's sword had been successfully broken, Ilreg gave a quick twist to his sword, turning it downward to protect his wounded abdomen. As he blocked the attack, he pushed on his sword as to force the Fae back, turning his face away from the dust covered shield of ice as it fell to the ground, and commenced to execute various quick thrusts and swipes, feinting as he rapidly shifted his feet, advancing forward, as the snowflakes in the area began to coagulate and gather behind him.

[Rosey]

Rosey started to stumble backwards after being pushed by his attack. She tried to dodge the attacks that came at her in a rapid succession, but she ended up losing her balance and fell on her back. She looked up at him. Her eyes, in a brief moment of innocence, reflected the sword coming at her. All she could do was brace herself for the final attack. She felt the sword go through her skin as it went across her belly. She quickly got up holding her stomach. The blood seeped through her fingers. She tried to stand but she couldn't. She tried to use her wings but she couldn't, she was too weak.

She dropped down on her knees in front of the Dragon smiling. "You got me good. I wish I could be you when I get older." She laughed a little. "Ilreg, Prince of Dragons, I can no longer fight. I gave you my all and I am sorry I couldn't be a better opponent. Maybe next time I can give you a better fight." She looked up at him with her red eyes. She would remember this day. She would learn from her mistakes.

[Ilreg Douisis Ofu'ul]

Ilreg said nothing as he walked toward the body of his fallen foe, a cruel smile began to spread across his face. Towering over his conquered foe, Ilreg slowly took his sword to the Fae's throat, "How does it feel to have beaten in a fight you could have easily avoided, lying there defenseless, looking so utterly pathetic." Ilreg said with snide arrogance, speaking as if his words were to do more damage than any blow he inflicted on the arrogant Fae.

"Dream walkers, winged fallen fools, it makes no difference, all who oppose me will fall, I will not be denied anything." Ilreg said, moving his sword from her neck, to her stomach, slowly driving the blade into her open wound, then violently removing his blood soaked weapon, licking the edge with his serpent tongue. "What awaits you is a fate worse than death, I will leave you here, to embrace your defeat today, your boastful idiocy causing your defeat. Lie here in the frigid cold of failure." Ilreg said as he turned his back, laughing maniacally.

Stopping to notice the barren landscape, Ilreg held out his hand, erecting an icy statue, portraying Ilreg standing on the bottom of his sword as it was plunged into the heart of the fallen Fairy, "This blood will make an exquisite treat for Faf-ris and Cer-dra." Ilreg said, laughing as he walked away, snapping his fingers and causing a small blizzard, snow falling everywhere as he disappeared into the ivory flaked darkness.

"Come you two, here is a rare treat, Fae's blood..." Ilreg said, short of breath as he watched Faf-ris and Cer-dra lick the blood off of his sword. "Come, I need to rest..." Ilreg said, walking off, followed by his servants.

[Rosey]

She let out a blood curdling scream as she felt the sword go in to her wound and then ripping it out. She collapsed from the pain, almost fainting. She lay there holding herself until the pain subsided before rubbing faerie dust on the bleeding wound.

With the help of her wings, Rosey picked herself up. She saw the statue and Ilreg walking off into the distance with his dogs. She walked up to the statue and placed her free hand on the cold icy stucture with her her other hand holding her stomach. She closed her eyes and her icy figured melted away under her touch.

Next time. Next time.

She turned and floated into nothingness.