[Fourth Round Begins.]

The White Reaper would leap from wall to wall, even be seen running against it, defining gravity itself to give himself as much room to maneuver around the serpent and its long body.

Apophis stood tall in the middle of his room, his head hunch just under the ceiling as he follows the White Reaper's movements on the walls. He wouldn't stand still for him as he already tried it once and Apophis immediately tried to duck down in a jolt to bite at him and sink his long needle fang into his body. The poison from the fan dripped down to the floor in a menacing puddle of purple and green.

[Apophis' Turn]

Like playing with his food, Apophis would take advantage of his new body by swinging his tail about left and right, forcing the White Reaper to worry about it and having to dodge his limb to avoid being hit. Each time his tail would crash against the walls, it would shake the White Reaper off the wall, and nearly striking him from mid-air if it wasn't for his amazing maneuverability in the air.

His tail would crash against the wall and breaks a hole into it, letting some of the outside moonlight to spill in and create more lighting for them to see. But it also lessened the amount of ground that the White Reaper could use to run away from his attacks.

[Apophis Used Tail Swipe Attack. Attack Missed. Turn Ends.]

"HAVING TROUBLE WITH ME NOW, WHITE REAPER? HAHA LET ME GIVE YOU A HAND OR TAIL!" Apophis would mock the White Reaper in his strong efforts to not get blown by one of his attacks, knowing how much damage he would deal with even the simplest attacks.

[The White Reaper's Turn.]

The White Reaper looked over at the looming head of the beast he was fighting against. The eyes floating in the center of the darkness near the ceiling. After dodging the next tail swing, he would start to run up the wall with the help of the energy surging through his legs and boots. Drawing out his sword, he would prepare for an attack on the head to finally start damaging his opponent and give himself an edge.

Once on the level of his head, the White Reaper would leap off into the air and holds his weapon out, with the glow of his blade lighting his way to it. Apophis' tongue casually flaps in the air as it quietly watches what he was doing. Not looking to resist or fight back at all.

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With the added strength of his sword, the White Reaper would swing it right over the snout of his nose in the attempt to damage his face and distract his senses, but the attack didn't even leave a cut on his scales.

[The White Reaper Used Sword Skill: Power Slash. No Damage Dealt. Turn Ends.]

'HAHAHA WAS THAT SUPPOSED TO BE AN ATTACK? cOME ON WHITE REAPER, YOU DESTROYED MY FAVORITE STAFF. SHOW ME THAT STRENGTH THAT DID IT.!"

[The King's Turn. Turn Skipped.]

The king stays motionless as he laid on Yasuline's lap. Eyes closed, seemingly resting despite all the noise that was going on around him.

[Yasuline's Turn. Turn Skipped. Fourth Round Over.]

Yasuline continued to watch the spectacle of the fight from the safe distance, her heart racing whenever the White Reaper was nearly wiped out by the tail. With one hand on her father, feeling the beat of his heart, and the other would hold onto her blade.

[Fifth Round Starts.]

The room continued to shake further and further, with banging now filling the air. Yasuline simply brushed it off with it coming from the battle between Apophis and the White Reaper. But the banging was actually coming from the closed doors of the throne room.

[Apophis' Turn]

"THE LEGENDARY WHITE REAPER NOW REDUCED TO A MERE INSECT ON THE WALL. HOW ABOUT A NICE HELPING OF ONE OF MY SKILLS!?"

He would raise his tail into the air, curling it into a spiral. The scales radiant against the moonlight, allowing the White Reaper to see how clean they were. The light still kept their shine even after the right angle of the light left them. That was when he realized that the shine was actually a glow or sorts of the skill activation. Soon he would see the scales stand on up with the sharp ends pointing at him and they all begin firing at him.

The bolts around his legs would light up and circle around his legs and he dashes across the wall from ceiling to flooring, managing to dodge every single scale that pierces the wall. The entire wall was coated with Apophis' sharp scales, resulting in having the wall now inaccessible to be used by him.

Looking back at his tail, the scales were already replaced with newer scales.

[Apophis uses Serpent of the Seven Hells Series, Assault Skill: Shattering Armor. Attack Missed.]

"PERSISTANTLY DODGY STILL. NOT FOR LONG, YOU WILL."

Again, he would raise his tail up and begins to have his scales aim at the White Reaper. Stuck between the wall pestered with sharp scales and the serpent's body pressing against the edges of the room, he could only go one way to dodge the attack. As he outruns the flying scales, he tries to leap over a swinging tail that intentionally swung at him. While in the air, he would be helpless when Apophis lowers his head down to bide down on him. One of his fangs piercing right through his body so easily and his body suddenly goes limp from the toxins working their stuff through his body so soon.

[Bonus Actions. Apophis uses Serpent of the Seven Hells Series, Assault Skill: Shattering Armor. Attack Missed. Apophis Uses Tail Swing. Attack Missed. Apophis uses Bite. Critical Hit!}

[The White Reaper has been Poisoned. The White Reaper has been Paralyzed.]