Celeste~

He was just making sure my secret weapon was not being practically unstoppable damage-wise, It would allow me to attack him without him knowing about just how healed I was, it would have caught him off guard. And oh he wouldn't like that.

A slight flinch emerged from me when the dagger went through the outer layer of my skin, thankfully not doing too much damage it didn't cause too much pain, but now I guess he knew that I was capable of getting hurt.

Poor me.

He took that as his own personal sign to attack once more, and this time, the stakes were raised. Unlike before, he was charging at me with a fierce velocity that sent thrills coursing through me. In his left hand, he wielded an ice dagger glinting in the light, while his right hand was balled into a fist, ready to deliver a fatal blow. The sight of his raw power made my heart race. That was my opportunity to manifest my electric whip and use it. It was gold and sparkled in an otherworldly way, it was energy in its purest form and as lightweight as a feather, yet overflowing with power.

As he rushed toward me, I focused all my energy into my right hand and swung it, slicing the air with precision as I aimed for his waist.

It was a strategic manoeuvre, I knew he had not anticipated this. For just a split second, I could see the flicker of surprise on his face, but it was fleeting. He quickly regained his composure, his instincts kicking in. With a practised grace, he attempted to dodge my strike, leaving his offence to the side to protect himself. That was smart. Smart as while he was durable as fuck, he truly didn't know just how much damage my cackling energy could do.

Ironically, it was a shame that by the time I had revealed my whip, he was already too close to me. He couldn't completely evade my attack. The result was a swift, coursing line of energy that left a burning gash across his waist all the way towards his belly button. His surprise morphed into pain as he registered the injury. It brought a smirk to my lips.

Finally, I took a moment to assess my own state. That's when I noticed the throbbing pulse of pain at my hip. The dagger he had intended for me hadn't gone to waste, it was slightly lodged into my side, hanging by the thread of my flesh. The pain surged through me, unrelenting.

"Fuck," I muttered under my breath, the gravity of the situation sinking in once again. I would heal, but first, I needed to survive. This game of combat was far from finished, and I would be damned if I let this minor setback define this whole fight.

He wobbled from the pain and I could tell that the gash was deep, I didn't hold back, I didn't need to. He was strong and I didn't need to worry about causing too much damage, courtesy of the lack of very restrictive regulations and his raw strength.

He had a different look in his eyes this time, one that I could only perceive as 'you're going down this time'

I knew he wouldn't appreciate being hit to such an extent. Whether or not the fight between him and Judias was planned to the tea or not, people would assume that It wasn't. And that meant that me having the ability to cause such instant damage to Caspian while Judias could not, would make me look better, and more importantly, them look weaker.

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That wouldn't go well. Looking at the facts, at this point I might as well back down. Either way, I lose, I do too much and I make a sure enemy of both Judias and Caspian. I lose and I make a mockery of myself and the people with me, I make myself an easy target at whatever Academy I end up at.

I was now closer to the cage than before with Caspian planted in the centre of the ring. He was done steadying himself, the electricity of his adrenaline darted around him and I knew that he was about to attack. The dagger that was in me had fallen off by now and I was ready for him.

He seemed to have decided to keep it long distance this time as he stayed planted right in the middle of the cage, probably because of my very unfortunate position with the chains of the circle behind me, limiting my movement and leaving me more helpless to the beast.

Darting ice shards at a speed that was even faster than before he stood sturdy, His mind clearly working at 100 miles per hour he didn't stop his attacks, no he was edging closer to me as his aim became even more precise, more powerful. It was becoming exponentially harder to dodge his high speed attacks. I watched as every ice shard parted the molecules in the air with a rigour that I could only take as an attack on my life, it was relentless.

For this battle, I had to think on my feet, had to fight in a way I'd never fought before. I was at a major disadvantage in every possible way. He had fought like this before, while we usual folks were bound by laws that prohibited offensive magic usage for non training purposes, he was able to do this to train for his career. We couldn't just fight for recreational purposes, we were 'untrained' as we had not gone through magic education yet and rightly so we were prohibited from magic usage that could potentially kill someone, or potentially thousands.

This was nerve wracking in a way I couldn't even begin to describe. I had never had my life, my safety up for stakes in such a way before, never felt true adrenaline, true fear.

I had to think. I had to.

Before he got close enough to finally get that critical hit I threw an array of energy balls at him to stop him in his steps, he didn't get hurt, of course, simply manoeuvring his body once again to dodge the attack. In this fatal moment, I used the whip that was still radiating energy in my right hand and used it as a shield for his bullets. I Swung the whip in a circle at such a speed you couldn't even see it moving, just a ring of shimmering gold energy.

I hoped and prayed that this speed and the strength of my whip was fast enough to stop some of his blows. All I needed was time to get on the other side of the ring. He was backing me into the corner and rightly so according to his needs, he was going to make a show, an example of me.

By the time he was done avoiding my orbs and back on the offence, my whip was as fast as I could get it in the time that I had and it needed to be enough.

Probably thinking that the whip was the only trick up my sleeve he darted the ice shard before he looked up to see what I was doing. To my surprise, the shard slowed before reaching the man made weapon and I had to assume that the build up of energy created an energetic barrier between his attacks and the whip. The rod was light, so it was fast, and it was picking up speed faster than I could blink.

The shard reflected off my shield and back towards Caspian. He didn't intend for this and neither did I. He was again, unprepared for this attack and the shard, now even faster than before came at him at speeds he was unable to dodge. It was going straight for his face but the little demon was quick enough to make an ice shield to soften the blow. It didn't stop it completely, of course, the dagger went halfway through his hand before being released by Caspian. Taking his moment of pain to myself I manifested another whip in my left hand. My energy could move through itself and me so the second whip would have no problem attacking while the first one continued to act as a shield.