Avarith began to remove his armor until it was bare-chested, which revealed severe scars. Finally he took off his helmet revealing his face, apart from his beard he had no distinctive features he did not seem to have more than 50 years
bluntly avarith began his attack with straight punches, iris tried to keep calm while doing her best not to be hurt, however the blows of him were too fast to simply escape, she felt overcome and crossed her arms in front of her face in an attempt to stop avarith assault, yet with a single blow he breaks her guard leaving her with her body completely exposed and before being able to react avarith hit the stomach iris with a force such that it lifted her into the icy air and still unfinished avarith used his left hand to bring her to the ground she felt she could die in that instant
iris stood panting, avarith looked disappointed turned around and walked to the bonfire, iris still panting tried to say something but then avarith took his ax and returned to her, his intentions became clear when he raised his ax and let her fall, Iris jump to the side avoiding the death blow "I thought ... I thought this would be an unarmed fight" she said "i change my mind" was the answer Avarith gave her as he prepared to give another blow. Iris knew she had to fight back or she was going to die
she gathered all the strength she had left and did her best to avoid the ax that fell over her head taking a step to the side and covering her eyes against the earth that raised the blow of the ax, now was her chance her objective was unprotected and without hesitation she threw a punch at Avarith's face only to be interrupted by his left hand
You want to know why you can not fight" said Avarith as he released his weapon and hit the face of the iris "If your enemy is stronger be faster" the assault was weaker but she was already very tired and beaten to respond "if your enemy is faster be smarter, if is smarter then sacrifice your honor to win and if you simply can not win then survive " avarith attack stops" you are not the first one I put to test but you are the first to do it so bad "iris was guided by her frustration took guard she had her face soaked with her blood which did not allow her to see well" stop girl you are not good enough "
"luckily for you, with your power you will not have to fight" iris seemed surprised "this test is not to teach you to fight if you think so, can you feel it now?" iris noticed that her left hand felt warmer, avarith took a rock the size of his hand "this rock is your magic limit, that means you can not use high level spells" iris tried to wipe her face with an old flag that she found thrown "my magic?" she asked "unlike the first players who could use any magic and had a complete core to hold unlimited amounts of magic power you only have a small amount and it will not grow no matter how much you use it ,finally you can only use one type of magic : necromancy "the excitement of the iris had no limits, the art of reviving the dead and using them at will who would not want something like that" do not be so happy "replied Avarith" your magic will only allow you to use three smaller creatures such as humans or one of medium size like a Minotaur "