The battle will take place in the forest. Also, the bios are cannon now, as in they are both happening simultaneously

Pre battle: The changeling looked at his dead and bleeding caretaker with eyes of Solomm sorrow. Then he heard it. A very very faint heartbeat, the woman was on the absolute cusp of death.

“I need a healer” the changeling said to himself. “Well since no one here will want to help me I could use that witch to help. With that in mind, the changeling with woman in hand flew all the way over to the hut where the witch lived.

The hut was mostly empty except for a dead troll with its head cut off. The changeling sighed, then he noticed a trail of footprints and began following them. Eventually he found quite an odd sight. An old witch slept on a skeletal dragon right next to what appeared to be a troll with a charred skull.

“Can you heal my..mother?” The changeling gasped, startling the witch. “Oh yes I can. The witch said. She gently placed her hand upon the woman and golden beams of light flowed from her hand and into the woman’s body. After a while the woman shot up, cured.

“Now that she is cured she should be a good servant.” The witch cackled. “No!” The changeling growled. “Over my dead body!” “Oh sweet changeling, I wouldn't have it any other way” the witch said softly before waking up her dragon and preparing for a fight.

Let’s let the battle begin!!!

The dragon charged at the woman. The changeling ran in front of her and pushed her away. The dragon chomped on the changeling with its rows upon rows of spiky teeth to the dragon’s suprise the changeling lifted the mouth up and rose, making it so that the Dragon couldn't bite.

The changeling quickly jumped backwards out of the dragon’s mouth. The changeling fell on the ground with a thud. Suddenly the undead troll rushed over to the changeling, axe in hand.the changeling dodged all of the blows. By this point the changeling was getting cocky, and he decided to not even use his clairvoyance to dodge. The troll landed a lucky hit and struck the changeling right across the back, sending him back. The changeling roared in pain and turned invisible. “Where is he?!” The witch growled angrily.

Unbeknowst to her the changeling was sprinting towards her at blinding speeds. Suddenly she sensed his aura and turned around but it was too late and he kicked her in the face, a bloody tooth came out of her mouth and she rubbed her jaw. Now that the witch knew exactly where he was, she threw a fireball at him. The changeling roared in pain as flames covered his body, making him very visible to the the other monsters. The troll tackled the changeling to the ground, burning itself.

The changeling needed a plan, quickly. The changeling, using his super strength, lifted the troll up and threw him at the dragon! The troll fell right into the dragon's mouth and with no other way to get it out the dragon had no choice but to crush the troll into a fine paste, blood splattered everywhere! Some even got on the Witch’s robe. “You stained my robe!” The witch cried furiously, the changeling still on fire, released its wings and flew off into the sky.

The witch let out a chuckle and pointed at the changeling. Almost instantly, hundreds upon hundreds of tiny. rocks shot out of ground and struck the changeling right in the face. The changeling screamed and flailed around before crashing into a lake with a loud splashing noise. The witch cackled maniacally and raised her hand.

Almost insantly a broomstick flew right into the witch’s hand, magically losing all its motion. The witch hopped onto the broom and flew towards the pond. After a while, she spotted him from across the lake staring dead at her. The witch made a choking motion at the changeling and suddenly, what can only be described as a rock hand rose out above him an grabbed him. The witch flew over to the changeling and gave a hellish smile. To her shock, the changeling smiled back. Then she felt a strange itching sensation on her knee she looked down and saw a huge spider.

She cringed and kicked it away, “wait a minute” she said, “tarantulas aren't usually near lakes” she looked up at the changeling who was grinning a mile wide. “Your right they don’t but I control them so….your gonna die” the changeling rasped. The witch let out a cry as without reason hundreds upon hundreds of spiders rushed over the witch and covered her in webbing.

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The witch struggled but it wasn't enough. The spiders trapped He in a huge spiral of webbing. All the spiders morphed together and turned into a giant 15 foot tall spider! The tarantula leisuley crawled down towardthe witch and bit her right in the arm, cracking her bone and spilling blood. The witch sucked her teeth in pain and glared at the changeling.

The changeling grunted and broke through the stone hand with his super strength.the witch’s eyes. Glowed a bright orange the spider was just about to bite her on the head when suddenly,the witch surounded herself in flames. The giant spider shrieked before being horribly burned alive. The webbing caught flames and in less than it takes the human eye to blink the entire spiral caught on fire, forming a giant flame tornado.

The changeling gasped and took a step back. The witch hovered over the tornado and grinned. The changeling growled. He had to find a way to kill, this lady, but how. The witch made a raising motion at him and suddenly a burst of wind shot out of the ground and sent him right into the lake. She was toying with him at this point. Then he saw them. Water striders. Tiny insect that can walk on water. Using his powers, the changeling persuaded the striders to run towards the tornado, the striders generate enough speed and form a huge wave.

The Witch gasped as the water envelops her and she falls down. The witch got up, gasping for air and just barely standing up. The witch grabbed her broom and bum-rushed into the changeling at amazing speeds!

The broom hit the changeling so hard it impaled him sending blood everywhere! The witch grinned and very lightly touched the broom. What could only be described as liquid fire burst from her fingertips and seemed to magically seep into the broom. The witch let out a cackled as she noticed that up ahead was a huge cave. After giving the changeling a playful goodbye wave she backflipped off the broom and landed perfectly on her feet.

The changeling’s defining scream was silenced as the broom rocketed with the speed of a supersonic missile directly at the cave. The changeling’s scowled and cursed as he he was heading to what was going to be his death if he didn’t do something quickly. The changeling grabbed the broom, and in one swift motion, tore it out of his stomach and readjusted himself to be riding on it.

“What?!” The Witch cried out in rage as the creature managed to survive such an attack. The changeling was losing a lot of blood and was lethally wounded. Despite his condition, instead of flying away he instead charged at the Witch with her own broom! Only two things  made him want to charge the witch. Those being anger at her for nearly killing him, and love towards his mom who he had to save.

He let out a dreadfully disturbing warcry that sounded like thousands of  banshees howling at the same time.  The witch raised out her right hand and called out to her dragon. With a might roar, the skeletal dragon had rushed to its owner’s aid. The witch climbed on top of the dragon and  rode it into the air. The changeling opened its mouth and spewed green acid at the changeling. The changeling just barely dodged the harmful liquid and made a beeline for the dragon’s  left wing, 

The changeling hopped off of the broom just before it struck the dragon’s body and exploded the instant contact was made!  “No this can’t be happening” The witch screamed as her beast began careening to the ground. The changeling ran down the  dragon’s spine and charged  the witch.  The witch fired off a volley of fireballs.  A few landed but the majority were dodged due to the  changeling’s superior speed. When the witch was close enough, the witch shot out a giant beam of fire. The changeling’s body began melting as he was struck by the attack, but he still persevered. And walked through the fire and flames. He would carry on.

“ Why can’t  you just die you filthy creature!” The witch screamed. The changeling did not respond he just kept walking.  He was covered with both his own blood and the painful flames but yet he did not halt. Only pure rage drove him. The changeling  lifted up his arm  and with a  mighty roar, clawed her in half! The witch screamed as her  organs spilled out and  She fell from the dragon. Unfortunately for the witch, She  landed directly in the dragon’s mouth and her life ended as the dragon accidentally crunched her into paste!  

Shortly after the dragon ate its once alive owner, it crashed into a hill and exploded, sending bone fragments every which way.  The changeling Hit the ground so hard it created a  small crater.  The Changeling was bloodied, burnt, and extremely exhausted from the ordeal. But at least he was alive.  The changeling got up and faced the now dead dragon before uttering the cringiest pun, in all of human history: “ I guess that dragon really had  a crush on her huh? “ before  passing out and floating in a pool of his own blood.   

                                                     Winner: The changeling!    

           Reasons: while the witch was powerful with her magic, Th changeling was physically stronger, and could regenerate.