The dragons spread out and create a giant dome around Mayhem and the dark elf. Mayhem licks his bloodstained lips. The dark elf blasts himself towards Mayhem. Mayhem dodges with ease and trips the dark elf. Then swiftly kick the dark elf in the back straight into the ground. He grabs the dark elf hair and pulls him back up into a left cross punch to the face. The dark elf falls, but Mayhem’s wing catches him. He flicks his wing, sending him hurdling into the ground.

  Bang

  bang

  bang…

  The dark elf skips across the desert floor. Mayhem looks disappointed. "What are you doing? GET UP!” Mayhem yells.

  The dark elf doesn't move. Mayhem walks over to him and picks him up. “HEY! YOU BETTER HAVE NOT DIED ON ME-” Mayhem yells.

  The dark elf grins and opens his eyes. A frost erupts from the open mouth of Mayhem, quickly expanding and forcing Mayhem's jaw opens wider and wider. Mayhem drops the dark elf and his jaw is pride opened and shatters. He manages to let out a blast breath that shatters the ice. He heals his jaw while the dark elf guys. The other elf is now taunting the dragons that make up the dome and leading them away. Once lead away, they emerge from the sand and jump the dragon. Running circles around the dragon. The focus attacks on the dragon's eye using wide spread arts while other cast nature arts and create roots and trees to bind them in place. They try to climb the back of dragon, but he fights back, burning the vines and roots. They quickly make their way to the head.

  “NOW MAX OUT PUT!”

  25 elves all cast a max output piercing wind blasts. Its impact shoots the dragon’s head straight into the ground. The elves then quickly cast flood arts on the head, having the water pour into the dragon's mouth, nose, eyes, and ear. The elves then cast freeze' and the frost spreads quickly. The elves send out a signal in the sky and Philip and Peter release their attack.

  BANG!

  direct shot straight through the dragon's head.

  “YEAH!” the elves cheer.

  “It seems like the separation tactic worked.” Philip tells Peter.

  Back in the now diminishing dragon dome, the dark elf starts putting up more of a fight. He dashes towards Mayhem, grabbing his wing and swing around for a kick to the head. Mayhem sweeps the sand under them, creating a cloud, but it's a useless effort as the dark elf’s eyes stay locked in on him. He dodges the incoming attack and dashes between Mayhem’s legs. He spread his source out through the wind and coats the surrounding sands. As Mayhem turns around, the dark elf blast him with the sand. He then cast a flood art wetting, then quickly freezing the red sand. He creates a sand storm around them so thick it's impossible to see more than a couple of inches in front of you, but for the dark elf, it makes no difference. He glides through the storm, having Mayhem sink into the muddy sand. Mayhem tries to clear the storm, but it’s no use. He then decides to let out a fire breath attack while slowly turning around. The dark elf dashes under him and blasts him up; he then gathers the sand above him, having him crash into it. He begins to twist and squeeze the sand around mayhem, but it begins to glow a hot red, then bright white. The sand melts around Mayhem, and in an instant, he dashes towards the dark elf. He tries to dodge, but the feeling of Mayhem’s claws digging into his skin was all too apparent.

  “that’s enough…” Mayhem whispers.

  A black cloud engulfs him and the dark elf. All the dragons fly away as fast as possible.

  “There running…” Philip says.

  “From what? what’s going on?” Peter asks.

  “They’re coming towards us!” Philip says.

  Peter gets up and begins to run, Philip follows behind.

  Mayhem scales on his arms tilt open as a purple flame erupts from them. The flame is rages melting anything it touches.

  “Your so cold, aren't you? Come here.” Mayhem says.

  “aha..a. ah” The dark elf can’t seem to form a single word.

  The dark elf breath in the dark cloud; the effects are instant. He feels light head and his visions show double. His body feels so, so cold. He runs towards the warmth of Mayhem latching on to him.

  “There, there…let me warm you up,” Mayhem says with a wicked grin.

  The dark elf shiver violently and tries to claw at Mayhem's arms, but he can’t reach that high. He can’t seem to control himself. Mayhem picks him up and wraps his arms around him. His scales cut through the dark elf's weak flesh. He squeezes him tight apart at the waist. Even as his body spits, the dark elf continues to try to get any warms from Mayhem.

  “Don’t be shy…. scream for me.” Mayhem whisper in his ear.

  The dark cloud floors into his open wounds. “…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!” the dark elf screams.

  “AAAHHH AHHA! He released every last shred of his energy in his final screams.

  Mayhem smiles wide and opens his jaw around the dark elf's head.

  …Kuuush!

  A quick snap of his jaw and the screaming ends. Mayhem swallows the elf's head whole. The wolfs down the rest of his upper and lower body.

  “AHAHAHAAHAH!” Mayhem laughs.

  -1 day later.

  The fight goes on with the elves being slowly pushed back.

  Current count on each side. 1 elder dragon and 180 dragons left. 4 blessed elves and 88,500 elves left.

  This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

  It’s finally happens, Rev has spotted Loka in the distance. Rev’s hands twitch, but he quickly takes a breath and calms himself. “His source isn’t even half of what it was before, so he must have gotten into a fight with the dragons, like Cinder said.” Rev thought. Loka makes note to try to not make eye contact with Rev at this point. “It seems he finally noticed me, but does he really plan to attack me the second I step on shore?” Loka sigh. “I still should be able to hold him off.” Loka thinks. Loka soon after approaches the shore.

  “LOKA! TODAY YOU DIE!” Rev yells out.

  “You really waited here all this time just to say that. I really don’t have time for this Rev. I know you may not care, but more than likely the second elf dragon war is going on right now and I’d really like to capitalize on it. And from the looks of your eyes you're still pretty useless to me, but hey it ok If this goes right you won’t have any future use to me at all. To put it bluntly, if you push me too far right now, I can’t promise I won’t kill you,” Loka tells Rev.

  Rev clenches his fist. Ever part of him, what's to rip Loka limb from limb, but he needs to stick to the plan if he wants Loka’s death to be a guarantee?

  “suck up! You think I can’t see how weak you are right now? I want you see suffer as much as possible, but you’ll be lucky if I do accidentally kill you,” Rev says.

  Loka starts at Rev from the shore and grips his blade. “I really shouldn’t…if this orb breaks, it could really be over.” Loka thinks.

  Loka cast an ice shell around the orb and places it in the boat. “let make this fast, no need to overreact,” Loka thinks. Rev sees Loka grip his sword and remembers what it can do. “That’s the sword he kills Havoc with. Cinder told me we have to get him at his weakest. If I can somehow get that sword away from him, it would guarantee our win,” Rev thinks. He then quickly cast a fire blast and sends it at Loka while he runs into the jungle. Loka gives him a weird look, but follows after him anyway. Rev bolts off, making sure Loka isn’t too close behind. He runs all the way to the spot.

  “So it’s finally time.” Cinder says.

  He gets down on the ground and spread his source out thin and prepares to launch his spear. Rev grabs the bag and pulls the source metal chain out. He takes a look at it and adjusts his grip to not activate the source drain on himself. He looks back to see Loka has arrived. He whips the chain at Loka’s feet. Loka catches the chain with his blade and lets it wrap around; he then pulls Rev towards him. Rev lights the chain on fire having in spread to Loka’s blade. He gets it in unraveled and whips the chain at Loka’s face. Loka leans back and dodges. Rev takes his opportunity to throw his dagger at Loka. Loka parry the dagger without even seeing it coming. Rev scuffs and Loka regains his footing and brings to run around him. Rev runs after him; they both get faster and faster. Loka suddenly stops and turns around, swinging his blade as he does. The blade slices cleanly into Rev. He falls on this back. “There’s no honor to be handed in a fight with the devil….” Rev remembers. He stays on the ground. Loka walks over, then points his blade to Rev’s neck.

  “Give it up Rev. I’m giving you one last chance. I suggest you take it.” Loka says.

  Rev gathers wind blast charges on this back and activates them as he dash onto Rev. His hand goes straight through his blade to wrap his arms and chain around Loka.

  “NOW-”

  SWOOOOOOOOOSH!

  Rev looks to see the spear coming straight toward them. "It’s gonna kill both of us, isn’t that what I want…If I let go now he could escape, but I would get to live. No, what I’m I saying, all that matter is that Loka is dead, right? That’s what I want..” Rev thought the spear was getting closer and Rev’s life was flashing before his eyes. The good and bad, all that he’s seen. All he had killed in pursuit of one man. Now finally faced with his own death, he wonders if this is how they felt. Despite this fucked up world, Rev’s chaotic mind comes to a stop and for once there is only one opinion. “I want to…

  Live “Live”

  The voice is not of his own or anything he has ever heard before. It is comforting yet stern. Before Rev had even realised, he had let Loka go. The spear spits the chain between them and creates a small crater in the ground. “What is he doing!” Cinder thinks. Loka looks up at where the spear came from. “Oh, shit.” He looks over at Rev. “Did they really team up? Damn fuck me. I can’t afford to have this last much longer, but I don’t have enough source to cast either special art…” Loka thought.

  Rev is in shock, but his mind feels so weirdly clear. He feels as if something has filled a void in his heart. “What was that? Why do I feel so relaxed? No, what is this feeling…I think I like it.” Rev thought.

  Loka looks over at Rev and his eyes light up, seeing the corner of Rev’s eyes a peachy purple. “Holy shit-” Loka thinks. Cinder bolts down to his spear ad while Loka is in complete awe; he goes for a strike.

  “Tempest punch,” Cinder says

  Loka quickly slices through the attack with his blade and backs up.

  “Get up kid, the job's not done,” Cinder says.

  “yeah you're right…” Rev says.

  “No… its fading.” Loka says.

  Rev gets up and backs Cinder up. Cinder grabs his spear and goes in. Rev goes for an attack behind. Loka bolts towards Rev and grabs him, running off with him in hand.

  “You need to stay away!” Loka says.

  “That guy tried to kill you and from what I remember, you were to one that let go of me,” Loka says.

  “Yeah…” Rev says.

  Rev looks at Loka, a deep hatred still there, but weirdly fading. Cinder creates a stone wall in front of him and pulls it towards him to force Loka back. He throws his spear and Loka parry it away while throwing Rev to safety. “I can’t let him die now,” Loka thought. “What’s wrong with me…I need to kill Loka, but…No he’s only treating me like this because I am a tool to him. That’s right, he doesn’t care about, but neither does Cinder it seems…There’s no honor to be had in a fight with the devil…” Rev thought, his trust wavering.

  “Your slower than I remember, Loka!” Cinder mockingly yells out.

  “It seems you’ve put on a few pounds yourself. I guess that’s easy when you don’t need to ration your food.” Loka says.

  Cinder rushes in, creating stone pillar after stone pillar. Having them shoot out at Loka from all directions. Loka cuts them down like a knife through butter, but he can’t deny that he’s getting slower. Cinder sees the struggle that Loka does desperately try to cover up. He increases the presser of his attack. Loka isn’t giving up, but it seems to be a stalemate. Cinder knows even one strike from Loka’s blade could mark him for death. He begins to weave in stone spear blast at Loka and its pressure reaches its limit. The attacks start to grough having Loka bounce around like a pinball machine. He has a pillar come up from below his feet. Loka tries to dodge, but another pillar pushes him to that attack. Loka is upper cut by the pillar and shot into the sky where Cinder was waiting. He grabs his foot and dodges the sword swing while launching Loka into the ground. Where he had turned his stone pillars into spikes. Loka crashes into them and Cinder quickly coats them in source and has them all collapse in on Loka, making a stone like meat grinder.

  “Flash freeze” Loka whisper.

  The stone freezes and Cinder’s lower body is caught in the art. He starts to fall as if he tries to use source while the ice is on him it will spread. Loka cuts out of the meat grinder and dashes into the thick jungle to heal. He gasps for air and leans against a tree. Cinder hit the ground and breaks out of the ice.

  “You really think you can hide from me?” Cinder says.

  He Puts his hands together. Rev finds Loka on the brink of death against the tree.

  KILL LOKA!

  His mind falls back into chaos as he looks at Loka at his weakest. “I could do it. I could really do it.”

  KILL LOKA!

  Loka looks back at him and feels a cinder charging up an attack. “Its not over yet. Maybe not me, but him.” Loka thinks.

  “I know there telling you to fight to kill me. That you can win. I’m not stupid enough to even try to tell you not to kill me, but please just listen to me closely. There is a prison on the north side of Eavan in the valley. There’s a dragon there name Steel. Tell him I have died and he will explain it all. Rev, I know you can feel it too. Cinder's next attack will kill us both. Pleas Rev, you need to live,” Loka says.

  KILL LOKA!

  KILL LOKA!

  KILL LOKA!!

  KILL LOKA!!

  KILL LOKA!!

  KILL LOKA!!!!!

  A bright crimson floods Rev’s eyes as he dashes toward Loka, but before he can reach him…

  “Cyclones!”