Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131203225639/@comment-10197675-20131205201516

Meanwhile in Mournhold...

Great Lord Vidron raised his staff pointing it at The Archangel, a sprout of constant lava then shot out of the titian staff heading towards Archangel. Archangel then quickly counted the shoot of lava heading towards him with a blast of frost from both of his hands, the two elements of Frost and Lava met in the middle of the duel battling and crackling, the two souceres kept there positons as the cracks of the spells blasting against eachover crackled loud sounds into the atmosphere of the area around the two. The duel emitted a great aray of light as the elements enraged. Vidron forced more lava out of his staff forcing the shoot of frost back towards the Archangel, Vidrons teeth gritted togerther as he transfered more power into the staff, Vidron then let out a loud shout.

Vidron: YYAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!

Meanwhile the Archangel's aking hands started shaking furiously, as the incresing lava blast started to force him back, he looked down towards the ground and breathed smoothly, the spout of lava started getting closer and closer to the Archangel, Vidron could scent a fine width of victory in the air. The Archangel felt inside of himself looking for all the power that he witheld, he slowly raised his head up towards Vidron and dealt all of the power he could of Frost back at Vidron, the Frost started to slowly force the lava back, good against evil the Archangel started yelling as the blast of frost started to ever so slightly near the evil figure on the other side of the duel. Vidron started wobbling and losing balence as the Frost slowly crept further towards him, the last splurts of lava dispursed, as Vidron tasted defeat. Vidron let out one last cry.

Vidron: NOOOOOOOOO!!!

The Frost then impacted into Vidron causing a large and catastrofic combustion/explosion of Frost and Lava, the both of them were taken of there feet and sent back acouple of metres, with Vidron taking the worst of it. Silence then gradually grew over Mournhold as Yargon, The Archangel and Great Lord Vidron lay on the ground lifeless...