"WORM!" I roared as I kicked up my spear into my hands, with a quick leap, I then mounted my loyal beast as it flew by. My gaze then focused on the great landmark of the city and I guided my beast towards it as my magic built up. If this killer wanted to have tonight be his final night in this city, then I would become involved again. I had a duty to uphold and I would keep my oath to the Lord Sl'Ayiysab!
The gap between my home of the past five years and the city vanished instantly and I circled the ongoing duel. When the opening I needed then presented itself, I wreathed my spear in arcane torrents and I leapt from my loyal beast with a boom. Bringing my arms back as I transitioned from my mount to the battle, I picked out a spot to strike. And with what must've been an impossibly accurate thrust, I went for the kill.
Yet, as I did so, his power suddenly skyrocketed to that same terrible strength I once faced and he smacked my spear away! At the drop of rain, he had countered me without paying attention...
"When I said no interference, I meant it." he told me with an angered tone after he had sent my disciple crashing to the ground with but a backhand.
"I have held back from my duty long enough, Killer." I told him as I swirled my spear around along with all the magic it could possibly hold. And on the final twisting turn, I brought its head down upon him, only to be met with the tip of his sword against my spear's. The night sky was then suddenly cleared of clouds and I heard windows and other things shatter and shake all throughout the mountain.
"You should have listened." he quietly said before he suddenly reappeared behind me. With a sudden twist, I met his attempt and I fought back against him with evermore powerful blows. I was at a disadvantage like this, though, I needed to be able to get the distance I needed to use my spear properly. Right now, it was a glorified quarterstaff and I was at the mercy of his sword and its lethal edge.
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Yet, even as I put my all into trying to overwhelm him, I watched with growing fear as he causally met my weapon and magic. Then, after backing on a wave of water, I thrusted my spear at him to try and force him back. But he kept pushing me back with skill and overwhelming power and I could do nothing but give ground. He wouldn't find the chance to kill me, though, for my disciple came charging back up the building and broke his defence.
The moment left me shocked and full of disbelief for he was so much weaker than me, even after five years of my tutelage. But I saw it, I saw through the surprise and sensed what the killer had done. His magic had adjusted on a whim to keep in line with the conditions he set before the fight had begun. That was my opening, that opening was my one chance to end this!
So I built up all the magic I could and I ran straight for the duelling pair and I prepared a final thrust. Taking note of my opening, I thought it over in my head during the split-second of travel and I prepared. Then, when I was within that final dash, I thrust my spear through Nin's form and pierced the killer thoroughly. And with a roar that sent a cataclysmic cheer throughout the city, I confirmed that I had drawn blood from him.
"DO NOT INTERFERE!" the killer roared as his blade suddenly found itself around my neck. With a sudden spin that then left me disoriented, I found myself far outside the city in a deep crater. My neck bled profusely and I blocked the mortal wound with my magic and hopelessly stared back at the city. This moment had passed me by and I was forced to watch with a flickering gaze as my disciple did more than I ever could.
"WORM RIDER!" a voice shouted as I struggled to keep my health stable.
"He can win this..." I quietly told my other disciple as he crashed down next to me in order to help with my wound. Though, grateful as I was for the aid, I doubted that his magic offered much for a body as strong as mine.
"We all hope he can, he has to..." he nodded as I took note of his pale skin and the terrified awe he looked at me with.