The dragon slams its hands at the ground, causing part of the peak to explode outward as the cracks slitter towards Alatar. In response, he jumps on the flying rocks and skips on them to get higher toward the dragon. "I am Aurelia Pyraxis! I'll be the last thing you see!" It booms as Alatar reaches its face. Aurelia opens its face as blue fire bellows out. Alatar does one-handed symbols in a fast motion: "Absorb Elemen-" He says as the fire hits him, sending him crashing to the ground.
Aurelia doesn't let up as it continues to shoot fire into the spot where Alatar crashed. "He'll be nothing but ash! Then I'll blow his remains into the wind." Thunder cracks as Aurelia senses something. "Thunder Step." it hears. Looking to its right, it sees Alatar propelling himself off the ground as he tries to jab his sword into its head. Aurelia stops shooting fire and looks at Alatar, chuckling as half of the blade flies off the mountain. "You must be mistaken to think you can penetrate my scales with a toothpick like that. You seem a bit hurt as well."
Alatar sheaths his broken blade as he holds his charred arm. "I suggest using my power, Alatar. You can probably handle yourself physically, but in terms of magic, you're simply outclassed...but I'm not." Vorgrimm says as Alatar casts healing hands on himself again. He groans in pain as his body burns as it heals. "Using Divination again? You made this pact with me to get stronger, didn't you? Without me, you are no one-man army. Without me, you will die." Vorgrimm says with a growl. "Use my power and show these Demons, these Monsters...What you're willing to do to win." Alatar clenches his fist as his blood freezes from the cold. "Fuck it, let's do this." He holds the bottom of his face, still looking at Aurelia.
Aurelia laughs at Alatar. "Going to puke?! You're so scared that you will really puke from fear!" It cackles even more, then stops as the pressure around it causes the air to stand still. It looks at Alatar, seeing a massive amount of Mana building up around him, and black smoke comes from his face. The smell of burning flesh and brimstone fills the air. "That smell...You are one of them!" Orange flames erupt over Alatar's whole face, slowly subsiding. The black mask on his face has progressed down to his neck. His ears become more pointed as his arns instantly heal from the attack. Aurelia backs away until the back of its foot touches the mountain's edge. "Scared?" Alatar says in a double-layer voice.
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"Wha-" Aurelia's vision fades to black. It awakes, tumbling down the mountain. It flaps its wings, causing trees and rocks to fly in a spiral. Aurelia thinks as the taste of bile fills its mouth. "What happened to me?!" Flying to the ground, Aurelia looks up and sees a small dot. "Your kind put me here! Now you've come to." In less than a second, Alatar disappears and reappears in front of Aurelia's face, eyes wide but feeling psychotic hate. "Didn't I say not to throw up?" He says, drawing his fist back. "Thunderwave x10." Aurelia files away to dodge it. "Thunderwave is only a 15ft cube! If I escape it, I'll be safe-" Aurelia feels the pressure build-up around it as she sees a physical manifestation of a mana cube vibrating with the energy surrounding her. "x10...would that include the area effect?!" With a loud Pop! Aurelia goes temporarily deaf. The entire out explodes with the cackle of thunder that cracks and clears everything around them. The ground lay in ruins as it sees a blur walking towards her.
"No, I can't die here, not this easily, not after I was taken from the very place I call home." It roars as Alatar reaches her. He retracts his blade from its sheath. The dull, cracked blade reflects the light from Aurelia's blue eyes. Alatar raises his blade as it courses with orange flames. He swings it down towards Aurelia's head, causing it to flinch. "You're a Demon!" Those very words leaving its lips caused Alatar to hesitate, and Aurelia opened its eyes. "Mana Liberation." It says as bright blue light courses through and over its body as Alatar slides back from the build-up of power.
Condensing down as the pressure builds, Alatar watches on, prepared as the light fades. It revealed a woman embodying otherworldly beauty, seamlessly blending the elements of the draconic regal aura with the grace of a celestial being. Her hair, a cascade of fiery crimson tresses flowing like molten lava, strands of her hair shimmered with a faint golden luminescence, a reminder of her draconic nature.
She hits the ground, looking at Alatar with nothing but familiar hate. "I will not fall so easily. Not again. Not ever." Seeing her face better, Alatar notices the refined, delicate features. An angular jawline complemented by high cheekbones, with the same pair of piercing draconic eyes. Red Scales cover parts of her body, with the rest revealing amber skin. She bears her azure-colored nails at Alatar. "Beautiful, but dangerous. Get ready for a fight, kid."