"AAAHHhhhh…"
The lava began to reshape into serpentine forms, uncoiling and freeing Marsel without question.
"Sorry about that. I wanted to see if he'd offer an opening," Nixt joked between his heavy panting.
"Tired?"
"Nah…"
"Even after the traps?"
Shrugging, Nixt chuckled, "Maybe a little."
"Then we shouldn't waste any more time. Just stay back and have your lava do the fighting. Once you're out, hopefully, this will already be over," replied Marsel, scanning over the battlefield in search of where he would strike next.
"True… But I care about my men, so that may not be the best move…" Sighing, Nixt waved his hand and sent each of the lava serpents into one of the nearby lava pools. He regathered himself as he strolled and retrieved the greataxe which had fallen to the ground. Unsheathing it from the dirt, Nixt showed his playful smile yet again. "Bet I can kill more than you…"
"What are you betting?"
