***
Not a single sound could be heard in the silent street, grey spirals in a small spot seemed to shine, under a shadow. Looking down one could notice the tip of two elegant shoes showing. They were not usual in Spiegel.
Two young men approached the mysterious figure, kneeling down to him. The one on the right spoke to him.
"We have prepared to log off sir."
The mysterious man in the shadows moved his hand around, light reflected on a wine glass for a few seconds, due to the red color of the wine and how elegant the man seemed, it was surely Rainëgar's wine.
"Good, now log off and go over to District 9."
The men nodded and both said "Log Off" in unison, the mysterious man silently took a sip of the wine, the grey spirals moving up as he did.
***
Eizit and Azael looked back as they started listening a horse approaching, however, the horse was already too close. Eizit rapidly screamed "Shit", Azael replied right after.
"He actually got a horse!"
The Berserker smiled as he galloped closer and closer, and slapped the horse to go even faster. The horse neighed, and sped up even more.
They were about 200 meters away.
"Azael! Can you use your sha-"
"Yes! But he's too far away."
The Berserker got closer and closer, only 100 meters away. Eizit thought on what to do, he hoped Azael understood his plan.
"Now!"
Azael said as the Berserker entered a 20 meter distance, the shadow of the horse grabbed his back legs, and therefore the horse fell forward, hitting the ground. The Berserker jumped off, landing perfectly and approaching Azael.
The horse's bag de-attached, rolling around away from it.
"Say hi to my little friend!"
Navi swinged his mace around, attempting to slam it at Azael.
Azael dodged to the left by rolling like he had previously done. But Navi expected it and kicked him. The attack connected and Azael coughed, being sent away a couple meters.
Eizit saw it and approached the Berserker, however, Navi had a mace and Eizit had nothing. A swing aimed at his face made Eizit realise his position, and he barely dodged it by ducking.
However, Navi replied by slamming downwards, there was no way he dodged it.
Just as it was gonna hit him, a shadow pushed him out of the way, shattering into pieces as the mace hit it.
"Thanks, Azael!"
The Berserker took a couple deep breaths, recovering his stamina, before looking around deciding who to go after. After a bit of thinking, he rapidly charged at Azael.
Azael stood up and used a shadow to move upwards, trying to climb on a tree. Despite his idea being decent, Navi simply slammed his mace against the shadow.
One hit made it tremble.
And so Navi hit it again
"Shit, he's gonna break it!"
The second hit made it crumble.
"Ahhh!"
The mace was swung again, going towards the falling Azael. It approached him, there was no way he dodged it!
BOOM
THUMP
An explosion followed Eizit rapidly pushing Azael away, the mace hitting his leg and injuring him. Eizit's right leg was missing and his left one was half ripped. He screamed in pain.
"Shit's getting real"
Azael screamed out, the Berserker attempting to slam down at him again. In response, he raised his arm, and a shadow raised from the ground, grabbing Navi's wrist as Azael closed his fist.
"Not so fast big boy!"
Eizit got pushed away from over Azael by himself, the tiefling standing up slowly as he kept holding Navi's hand in the spot, the mace not moving. Navi was not even applying force.
"How dare you not let me move Timmy the Ripper!?"
"Wait, there's no way you named your mace"
"Yeah! He's my friend"
"That's messed up"
Azael raised his other hand, a shadow appearing from behind Navi and grabbing his ankle. Navi's raw power made him break free from the shadow holding his wrist, but as he was about to slam his mace down on Azael's head he got pushed backwards by the shadow grabbing his ankle.
The mace's trajectory was altered, hitting Azael, but on his left arm instead of the head. His skin got cut and he started bleeding. He yelled.
"Eizit, stand up!"
Eizit had gone unconscious after losing his right leg and having his left one barely remain attached to his body, luckily, Azael's yelling made him regain consciousness.
"Shit, shit, shit!"
He said to himself, he couldn't move. He tried to plan on what to do but the Berserker noticed he would be unable to dodge and went for him. Eizit noticed and moved his left leg in front. Navi simply laughed as a half ripped away leg wouldn't stop him at all.
A voice yelled inside Eizit's head, it was his rational thinking.
"Fuck the pain, blow up your leg!"
Eizit's eyes shined bright for a second, that could work! An explosion happened as Eizit's entire left leg combusted into an explosion, another loud BOOM resonating through the forest.
Navi put his arms in front in order to minimize the damage from the explosion. However, his mace got pushed against his skin with the explosion, piercing his skin. Luckily for him, the leather strap across his chest made it so his heart didn't get pierced, over and under it still did though.
"AGHH"
Azael looked around for a plan, noticing the bag from the horse in the floor he rapidly ran towards it. Eizit was staggered by the pain from exploding his leg and Navi was stunned by the sound on an explosion point blank, his ears ringing. So Azael could manage to get to the bag.
Once looking inside, he only found herbs, spices, grapes and more herbs! It was useless!
"Azael, watch out!"
Azael turned around, noticing the Berserker attempting to grab his head. He ducked just in time, thanks to Eizit's warning. Navi's hand went over Azael's head, touching the horse. A faint glow followed the touch, the horse's size decreasing as it transformed into a young pony, becoming about 10 years younger.
"That's his star's power!"
Eizit yelled. Navi replied, walking away from Azael and positioning himself in an angle to be able to see both Eizit and Azael.
"Yes! I can alter the age of anything by 10 years!"
Navi threw away his mace away to the side, and also did with his bag, it would just slow him down.
"Now, allow me to make both of you a kid back!"
Navi yelled as he rushed at Eizit, who was unable to move due to having both legs missing.
"As if I'd let..."
Azael started yelling, extending his left arm forward as a shadow grabbed Navi's right arm, but he didn't even address it.
"... you approach him!"
He finished yelling, extending his other hand forward, a second shadow grabbing Navi's left arm. Followed by a loud "GAHHHH" as Azael pulled both of his arms backwards, the shadows pulling Navi back.
"YOU'RE"
Navi took one step forward.
"NOT"
Navi took another step.
The shadows started to stretch
"STOPPING"
Navi took yet another step.
The shadows started to rip.
"MEE!"
Navi took one last step.
The shadows succumbed to his raw strength and shattered into tiny crystals.
"Shit!"
Azael screamed, and Navi kept running towards Eizit. Having closed distance, Eizit suddenly yelled.
"Eat this you fucking truck-built muscle monster!
His left hand extended, five fingers pointing at him, the middle part of them exploded, shooting off the tips as bullets. Like a shotgun pebbles, the fingers spread as they got to Navi, piercing through his body, all the way to the other side, making holes inside the Berserker's body. However, only 2 of the 5 fingers did, as the other three bounced off the leather strap.
"That won't stop me!"
Navi yelled, attempting to grab Eizit's head.
"Then take another five!"
BOOM, five more fingers shot against the Berserker's body. This time he put his arms in the way, three fingers piercing his left arm and shattering his bones on that arm. One piercing through his right one and damaging it slightly. One hitting the armor plates on his thighs and bouncing off.
***
The mysterious man took another sip of his wine, as a woman talked to him.
"Why did you send those two to log off?"
The mysterious man's grey spirals went back to their original placement.
"Because it's highly possible that Navi fails."
The woman was making a doll. She was probably Dahlia.
"So will you send me if he fails?"
The mysterious man silently nodded, then he threw away the wine, the glass shattering into pieces.
"Trash, as Navi."
***
Navi took some steps back, his left arm unusable, he got more distance. Breathing heavily.
Eizit gasped for air, the lack of two legs and having lost ten fingers, alongside the blood lost, was starting to get to him.
Azael looked around for a plan, feeling an intense headache for trying and break the limits of his control over his star magic.
The battle looked harsh, for both sides.