A flash of white light exploded forth from his body before condensing back onto his body. White runic symbols etched themselves on his flaming robes all pointing towards a large strange symbol on his back.
With the spell finished, Urist rushed towards the awaiting Volt, kicking up rocks and dust intent on piercing through his armor. Volt although a little caught off by how fast Urist moved managed to block his head with a stab of his sword.
With no hesitation, Volt moved in clenching his hand intent on decking Urist in the face. The moment before contact Volt saw Urist smile and sensed danger. Kicking into the ground he forced himself back as one of Urist’s hands passed by where Volt's head had been.
“Tch almost had you. What gave it away?”
“The smile. Tell me, what kind of magic is it?”
“Why don’t you let me hit you. Then you’ll figure it out.”
“No thanks. I'd rather not lose in such a humiliating fashion.”
After the short exchange of words, the two dashed at one another once again. Volt brought his sword down with one hand like a hammer intent on splitting Urist in half while his other went low shooting a lightning bolt at Urist center. In response, Urist quickly wrote out a symbol that transformed into a fire shield as he brought his spear to block the overhead slash.
The fire shield ate the lightning with an ear-splitting crack before disappearing in a cloud of smoke. The force of the impact forced Urist back a few inches before he sent a kick at Volt’s chest. Dodging to the left Volt gilded his blade along the shaft of the spear intent on cutting off Urist fingers.
Urist used the force of his previous kick to twist his body and send his other foot flying at Volt's head. In this movement, he leaned his spear downwards digging its butt into the ground as support.
Volt lunged forth into a roll to dodge the second kick, from the roll he smoothly got into a crouch position. In a swift motion, he turned and gathered lightning sending out three crossing breams of chirping energy towards Urist who was currently casting a spell. With a whisper of a chant and hand movements, a large fireball shot out like a cannon colliding with the lightning strikes.
Dust, Rocks, and degrees were thrown around where the magic clashed causing an explosion. The explosion didn’t stop the two as they rushed forth intent on using the smokescreen to attack one another.
Blowing the smoke away, spear and sword clashed in a flurry of blows as Volt tried to dismember Urist and Urist tried to touch Volt.
Devolving into a game of deadly chicken as they grew closer to finish off one another. Unfortunately, it seems for Urist that he was still rusty as Volt worked under his guard digging his sword into his shoulder.
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“Ten thousand volts!” Volt roared sending lightning into Urist making him cough up blood as he began to be fried.
Blood splattered on Volts' face causing the sensation of feeling numbness to spread down his body. Feeling the danger he tried to burn the blood away with lightning, unfortunately, it seemed to do little as his body became quickly paralyzed.
With his body losing strength he fell like a sack of potatoes losing his grip on his sword. While Urist was currently dealing with the lightning running through his body feeling like his heart was about to stop.
He stood doing his damndest to neutralize the lightning with his origin fire. It took him a few minutes to stabilize to which he undid his flame cloak and kept the sword in his shoulder to not lose blood.
Spear in hand he pointed it at Volt neck, “Do you submit?”
“Tell me what was that magic you used?”
“My past self used the spell, now do you submit?”
“You’re crazy bastard ya know that? If I channeled my lightning any longer I’d have stopped your heart. Can’t believe you bit your cheek to spit blood at me. Why not just spit?”
“It was a risk I accepted. Seeing I could end the fight with minimal injuries seemed the correct choice. Also, it wouldn’t have been as effective as the blood carried more of my mana. Meaning if I used my spit I’d have died with my heart stopping long before it affected you. Does that answer your question?”
Causing his lightning armor to recede Volt had a bitter expression on his face, “I hate losing in such a way but you did beat me. Give me a minute still neutralizing your magic.”
“Fine. Adster, come heal our injuries.”
“Right-O boss coming over.”
Sitting on the ground Urist let Adster work his magic, watching him pull the sword out clean and fast before applying pressure on the wound. Mumbling under his breath, light shined over the wound. With it, intense pain filled Urist as he dealt with the painful process by biting into a wooden branch covered in cloth.
After Adster finished his work, Volt recovered and was now kneeling in front of Urist.
“My King, I Volt the magic swordsman pledge myself as a vassal under you until I draw my last breath. May you use my blade to slay your enemies.”
Standing in front of the kneeling Volt, Urist had a somber expression plastered on his face. “Before I accept you as my vessel Volt I have to ask you. Is it possible for me to break your oath to make you a free man allowing you to grow stronger once again?”
In response Volt's body began to tremble as his voice became hoarse. “You would do that my king? Are you not worried I could betray you?”
Seeing the old dwarf shake Urist bent down and put his hand on Volt's shoulder. “Raise your head Volt.”
As instructed Volt did so.
“I don’t know about your old king, but putting shackles on someone as powerful as you is a mistake. And I would be a fool to keep you from growing more powerful. We live in troubled times and in the future, we’ll need all we can get. And if I am to be as you say a king, then I must trust in my generals to deal with war. So will you fight for our home Volt?”
Tears started to pour from the old and gruff dwarf and his voice broke and crack, “If you will have me fight again to protect what I love I would be honored, my king!”
“Then I accept you as my vessel and my first order is that I allow you to renounce your oath. May you once again strive for the peak of the strongest!”