Lynx's hands crashed with Vex's staff. Their battle looked like a dance, each hit had rhythm, each doge was as graceful as the wind. The rest of the battle turns to blurs as they focus in on each other. Both have been trained in battle, both have fought countless monsters and people to get here. Both participated in the north Chinese war, both made a name for themselves. One a demon sent from hell who has even killed monsters two ranks ahead of him, for ever feared and shunned. The other an angel, known for sparing his enemies, forever loved and accepted. Both chose a different path, both led by unreasonably strong masters. Now was the time to prove who was better. Ironically the demon who sides with the goddess, or the angel who wishes for her death.
Each time they hit each other they let in all their trauma, all their regret. The people they couldn't save, the people they should have killed. More than that, they pushed in their beliefs, their honor, their love, and soul. This was not a fight of men, it is a fight mentality.
Does killing with cause make you evil, or should you give everyone a second chance. What's so wrong about descending a god who promised to save humanity, is the deaths of the few worth the saving of the many, is there another way.
Is there a reason they only see worlds that have fallen, is it because no worlds have survived, or do only dead get shown to them as a warning. No one knows which is true, only gods can answer that.
They crash like rogue waves each hit shook the room.
Sweat dripped into Lynx's eyes, in that second Vex's staff flew around and smacked him beside the head. Blood dripped like rain, dyeing Lynx's professionally done hair red. Lynx returned the favor kicking Vex in the gut, blood spurted from his mouth. Each of them took a second to retreat. But there was more left, their fight is just getting started.
More and more, time after time they hit each other, but each time they get back up. Vex hit Lynx's legs knocking him off balance, then he slammed his staff into the other side of Lynx's head. For a second Lynx's eyes went white, he began to fall, but he caught himself headbutting Vex's face. Blood oozed from Vex's nose, his breathing was off, but Lynx couldn't say he was that much better. His face is scratched to bits and his head is soaked with blood.
Lynx charged, performing the demon's thousand winds. His hand moved extremely smoothly, each of his fingers are tipped with magic. His hands cut through the air making not a sound. When they touched Vex's raised staff they cut through it like butter. That was it his trump card, but if Vex has no weapon then this fight will be no different from last time. Vex immediately grabbed Lynx by the neck and with a stunning show of strength chucked him across the stage. Lynx skipped like a rock slamming his back into the wall.
Vex was quick behind him.
"Day's Down."
Both of Vex's hands hit into Lynx's chest. Blood leaked from Lynx's mouth like a fountain, his eyes slowly shut.
"Disciple!" Fox cried out.
At that moment the rest of the world returned to vex.
"The fight is– no–t over."
He fell face first on the ground.