Having successfully escaped from Ulthris's grip, Secessus's tries to once more create distance between him and his assailant.
The lava stone orc is busy wiping away the black ichor that momentarily blinds him.
Using his darkness magic, Secessus creates 2 smaller wings to enhance his movement. The other pair disappeared when he got smacked across the floor en into this recently abandoned tavern.
Flying out of the hole that his body had created, he tries to come up with a plan of action.
Ulthris Kaahen was not blinded for long and quickly went to chase his victim. Unable to catch him as, Secessus managed to be air bound before the black ichor was sufficiently subsided. Any feeling of doubt or intrigue had completely vanished. Only pure killing intent and rage remained.
"Did you like that hit, brat? Don't worry, there is plenty more to enjoy!" The orcish brute yells in a rather crude voice. Spit and saliva spill out uncontrollably.
"I did quite enjoy this momentarily distraction. Unfortunately, I have a job to do. So make it easy for the both of us and just drop-dead, would you?" Secessus replies in a calm tone, trying to win the mental battle between them. He forcefully pushes the pieces of bone that stick out back into his skull.
Secessus does not break eye contact with Ulthris whilst pushing the bones. Not showing any reaction, only a little smirk appears on his face.
'AUW, it hurts…God it hurts…. Keep calm, don't show anything.' the shade demon thinks to himself, hiding the pain.
His regenerative abilities which wasn't healing the head injury before has finally begun healing it. In just a few seconds, it appeared as if nothing was wrong.
"See? Just a momentary distraction. But please don't fret…. You'ill simply going on a long trip with your little brainless minions." Secessus continues to mock Ulthris, mixing his personal spite with an attempt to anger the brute.
His attempts have proven to have become more successful than at the beginning of the battle. Both sides have during this fight to the dead developed to their will to kill one and other. Something that is far simpler done out of hatred than out of positive emotions.
The lava stone orc seems to have been biting his tongue quite harshly during this taunt. Blood drips out of the mouth and falls upon the ground.
A sizzling sound appears every time a drop of blood lands on the ground. The blood drops that have fallen upon the ground begin to burn away the ground they came in contact with.
This is an ability unique to lava stone orcs. Their blood looks and sometimes even acts like magma. They have built up their own resistance against it, and only the strongest orcs will be able to have this ability.
Once a stronger lava stone orc reaches a certain damage threshold or an incredible killing intent, then their blood will begin to boil itself. This is typically followed by the "berserker" state, as keeping rationality with this boiling blood inside is considered a horrifying experience even for those who have a resistance. The berserker state makes one lose rationality and self-control, but gains even greater strength and does not feel pain.
Secessus was not aware of these symptoms or usual patterns. However, the killing intent of Ulthris is something that he can read very easily. Seeing its steady rise and slight shifts in physical abilities, he comes to the conclusion that he might have been successful.
The lava stone orc leader is noticeably not really moving anymore. His breathing is unnaturally slow and deep, whilst the pupil in his eyes are continuously growing.
'Please don't be too strong. This better fucking works.' Secessus thinks to himself, hoping that forcing the berserker state wasn't simply a way for him to perish more brutally.
Like mentioned before, there are plenty of factors to win a battle. Experience and strength are both very key. Unfortunatly it seemed that Ulthris surpassed Secessus in both of them. Forcing him in the berserker state would raise his strength, but his decision-making would crumble. Comparing the two, Secessus would rather fight a monstrous stupid beast than an experienced, stronger warrior.
Ulthris Kaahen's pupils have in the meantime of Secessus's little pray session completely swallowed Ulthris's eyes.
""AAAARGHHHHH" A painful and beast like scream comes out of Ulthris's mouth. His posture and pattern do not show any hint of a warrior anymore. Simply that of walking disaster destroying everything in its way.
Seeing that the berserker state has finally kicked in. Secessus immediately goes to attack his opponent. Creating a blood bound spear and walking into Ulthris's shadow, he once again goes for maiming attacks.
The berserking Ulthris kaahen simply continues to yell like a madman. Not even reacting to the spear embedded in his back.
Using this extra time, Secessus tries to embed it even deeper. Slashing and digging into the skin had not become any harder. Pushing the spear deeper and deeper, he could feel it touch the spinal cord of the raging maniac.
"AAAAAARGGGGHHHH" A loud war cry comes out of the orcish brute's mouth.
Several blisters appear on Ulthris's skin.
*Pop* *Pop* *Pop*
Some of them burst, leaking a mix of pus and boiling magma like blood. The blood bound spear that Secessus embedded in his feels very light. Easily pulling it out, he notices that the end had melted away.
*Pop*
A smaller blister that was on Ulthris's calf bursted. The pus and boiling blood combination spurts out on Secessus's ankle. Burning through the boots and part of his flesh.
"AAAH MOTHERFU-" Secessus yells out in pain, not expecting such a vivid burning sensation.
He could not finish his cursing however as the berserking Ulthris turned and hit him straight across the face. Pop and cracking sounds mix together as the shade demon is sent flying once more.
Getting thrown farther down the street, Secessus looks annoyed. This punch was accompanied by another popping blister, leaving his cheek almost broken and burned. Luckily, the orc seemed to have forgotten to use "Schewer Herz" with one hand, otherwise Secessus would have lost his head.
Pulling himself back together, the shade demon stands up. The cold green eyes glare at his opponent, clearly cursing him.
"Well, well, I must admit this was not a sight that I expected." A strong female voice calls out.
"Wouldn't you agree, my blood?" The woman continues to speak. Recognizing the voice and the term "my blood" he figured it was Uzalla.
"Indeed, I did not expect this." Uzarai the dual wielding dremora replies in a rather grave tone.
The 2 dremoras stand next to me. Drawing their weapons, they look towards the berserking brute in front of them.
A sigh comes out of Secessus's his mouth. Help was of course welcome, but he had a feeling that this moment will come back in a lot of arguments.
"Blisters burst out boiling blood, magic seems ineffective, and he hits hard." the shade demon says in calm tone, telling the dremoras about the battle situation.