While the Ashcroft sisters moved ever closer to their destination, back at the plains in front of Kirkenes, the battle between Erik and Frostfang was finally nearing its end.
They had been fighting for over an hour now, and their battlefield looked like a frozen, pockmarked hellhole.
The crowd watching them had all been impressed with Erik's staying power, despite his lower ranking. In fact, it wasn't just his stamina. Erik was putting some serious hurt on Frostfang, while his armor made sure he barely received a scratch.
Currently, they were standing a few car length's across from each other. Erik's armor had a few new gashes and holes in it, but very little blood stained his form. On the other hand, Frostfang looked like he'd been run over by a steam roller.
