When the warrior and the wizard fell on their stomachs, there was a moment of silence. They were both wounded, but they had no intention of giving up. The warrior grabbed his sword and walked towards the wizard. The wizard raised his staff and prepared new spells for the warrior.

The wizard danced on the icy precipice, a skeletal wraith draped in shimmering robes the color of frostbite. His wand spat shards of ice shards that clattered against the warrior's breastplate, each impact a frigid kiss. The warrior snarled, his breath a dragon's plume in the blizzard, and swung his Serpent's Kiss in a wide arc, shattering the cliff face behind The Wizard in a shower of sparkling dust.

The sorcerer grinned, a jagged shard of mockery against his deathly pale face. He raised his wand, and the snow above The warrior writhed, twisting into a monstrous wolverine of ice, its razor claws glinting like diamonds.

The warrior roared defiance, his sword a comet splitting the blizzard. The clash was a symphony of ice and steel, the wolverine's claws sparking against the blade, his sword singing its cold song as it cleaved through the icy beast. But the victory was hollow. The wolverine shattered, reforming moments later, hungrier, deadlier.

The wizard cackled, the sound brittle and cruel. "Dance with my frozen puppets, warrior! This ends with your fall!" He pointed his wand, and the icicles clinging to the cliff face grew, stretching toward The Warrior.

The warrior swiftly moved to swing his sword under his arm, but he was too late to move close.

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As the warrior prepared for a final move to break the wizard's staff, the wizard threw a fireball at him. The warrior dodged the fireball by jumping to the side, but the wizard sent another fireball that followed him. The warrior put his sword infront of him to avoid the second fireball, but this time the wizard sent him an ice spear. His reflexes weren't fast enough to stop the coming ice spear. So even though the warrior tried to break the ice spear with his sword, he was thrown back by the impact of the ice spear.

The wizard saw that the warrior was weakened and decided to make a final spell to finish him off. He raised his staff and called lightning from the sky. The warrior ran to avoid being caught in the lightning, but the wizard followed him with lightning that cornered him. The warrior looked for a place to escape from the lightning, but the wizard sent him a final lightning strike once again. The warrior made a last move to dodge the lightning, but the lightning caught him. The warrior fell to the ground with the force of the lightning.

The wizard saw that the warrior was lying motionless and shouted in victory. But the warrior was not dead. He had a momentary fainting due to the effect of the lightning, but the war feeling and anger in him gave him strength to resist.

The warrior opened his eyes and saw that the wizard was approaching him. The wizard pressed his staff against the warrior's throat, ready to kill him. The warrior made a last effort and stabbed his sword into the wizard's leg. The wizard screamed in pain and dropped his staff.

The warrior tried to get up, but his wounds were too much. The wizard was in the same situation. They both looked at each other, gasping for breath. The warrior and the wizard looked at each other, and there was tension between them. They both wanted to kill each other, but they had no strength left.

The invader took a step toward the wizard, but the wizard threatened him.

"Don't come near me, or you'll regret it!" said the wizard.

Without hesitating to answer fearlessly, "You are getting on my nerves." said the warrior.