509 Sterfen vs Naparn (1/2)
Sterfen laughed again, ”You call this form crazy? Now's the time to finally test its strength, so don't die too quickly on me.”
Neither Naparn nor Sterfen hed back any longer. The Magma Dragon roared as he rushed Sterfen with a death glare. The transformed Assassin God roared also, spraying his icy breath with no sense of mercy.
As Naparn spat lava to neutralize the attack, both deities mat in the middle. Lava flowed over Naparn's body as he collided with Sterfen but it couldn't quite break the frosty aura around Sterfen's hybrid form. Their blades met also, giving Naparn the edge in raw strength.
After parrying Naparn's strike and taking a step back, Sterfen found himself wide open to Naparn's blade.
Of course, Naparn wasn't going to leave an exposed opponent alone. He immediately hacked downward into Sterfen's shoulderblade.
Blood splattered everywhere, either freezing against Sterfen's body or evaporating against Naparn's body. However, Naparn wasn't satisfied at all.
Suddenly, Naparn covered his neck in an abundance of lava. The Molten God immediately dried the magma to create a hard shell. It was finished as a knick appeared where Naparn's neck was once exposed. Then, Naparn shed that hardened magma in order to remove any chance of that small knick being Sterfen's ”Mark of the Reaper”.
”Not bad… You're learning how I fight… You're the only one to ever survive so many of my killing attempts. Then again, you're also the one I've targeted the most so that may not be saying much,” Sterfen commented with a shrug, allowing his true body to appear while the false image of his wounded self faded away.
”I can tell the difference in your flesh compared to your double's. It's not that difficult to figure out,” stated Naparn.
”True, but doesn't that just take more credit from yourself too?” added Sterfen, still not letting Naparn have the last laugh. ”If you want me to try harder, all you had to do was say so…”
Sterfen charged again, unleashing his icy breath to the fullest.
Naparn didn't back down, doing the same. The Molten God unleashed a powerful plume of lava from his gullet, clashing directly against the icy attack. And while the icy breath was powerful, Naparn's overwhelming lava made it past the ice without being entirely chilled or destroyed.
However, Sterfen was unfazed. He simply backed off to avoid taking any damage.
”See, you're new strength isn't much at all,” Naparn stated. ”If that's all you've got, then you may as well beg for mercy now.”
”You've already given yourself away and you can't surprise me while I'm aware of you. Without your precious stealth, you have no chance against me, Sterfen. Admit it!”
”And why not?” Sterfen asked, smiling and covering his claws and knives in water energy.
Suddenly, the water below them began to shake. As the waves became erratic and unpredictable, some of the water was rising and taking a new form. A serpentine head was formed, followed by a long neck. Frost appeared around its body to create a solid, physical form, allowing the water to become a false Glacier Wyrm.
”If you struggled against Lunara before, then you've got no chance against me now, Naparn. I'll admit that time and time again,” stated Sterfen, smiling confidently.