Makar Kingdom, in the Capital of Sigra
The Throne Room
Masaru speaks to Malakas "I need you to run a mission for me, brother. It's of high importance."
Malakas replies "And where would that be brother? And who will protect you?"
Masaru in response "Mista will still be here."
Malakas: "In the state she is in? She is obviously too grief stricken after father's death."
Masaru "I believe we all are aren't we Malakas? But that is beside the point. Nor you or Mista can protect me from something that I cannot protect myself from. Nonetheless this mission is to the West. I'm tasking you with the responsibility of delivering a message to King Aelarion. And the Sacred Light of Life."
"The Sacred Light if Life? Why though? Why will the West have it?" Malakas says in frustration
"Because I trust King Aelarion as does his daughter who is the Queen of Makar, brother!" Masaru says with a stern tone "So will you do it? Or must I abandon my obligations for your lack of responsibility, Malakas?" Say Masaru to his brother Malakas
Malakas responds "I'll do it Masaru" with a face of distain for his brother
The Sacred Light of Life is a powerful energy source that powers one's Metnaðr to lengths unimaginable and as right now Masaru as well as the Queen Thalindra saw it best fit to keep the Sacred Light of Life under the protection of House Elven.
Malakas rides out on his mount to Lorien Doriath
Eyes belonging to a dark silhouette look on as Malakas rides off
More than half way there and Malakas is stopped in his tracks as he sees a sitting floating decent sized shadowy figure a bit bigger than himself right in front of him
"I don't think I can allow you to go any further son of Magnus." Says the shadowy figure
Malakas responds "And you are?"
The shadowy figure unveils to be one of the Jötnar.
"Görgon but you can just call me the reason for your failure, son of Magnus" says Görgon
Gorgon, one of Cath's Jötnar is a bit bigger than the normal sized beings of Makar. Görgon is best described as a handsome slender Jötnar with somewhat pale skin almost like chalk white but his skin was also with pattern. A pattern that more so looked like full body tattoos. Stripes of orange on his arms, legs, back, and torso. On his neck and face were stripes of orange as well, in a fancy type pattern. Görgon dawned a pair of white baggy pants and a open up sleeveless vest and held a staff as a weapon.
Malakas gets off his mount
Malakas with jet black long hair and bearing the sigil of his House but dressed in his Kingsguard armor all decked out in black with hints of purple. And holding his signature weapon, which was the sacred blade of the Malakarian House, known as Mother Violet. Mother Violet is family passed down blade forged in the fires of the North's Aetheric Flame Forge.
Malakas unsheathes Mother Violet and point at Görgon. "Shall we begin then servant of Chaos!" Says Malakas to Görgon
The two charge at one another and Mother Violet and Görgon's staff clash. Both standing their ground neither being pushed back.
Görgon engaging in battle with Malakas says "Ah yes a challenge it's been over 50 years since I tasted Malakarians blood boy!" It's then Görgon's patterns all over his body light up with the flames of chaos. Malakas is pushed after a headbutt from the Jötnar known as Görgon but only pushed back on his feet withstanding the full brute force of such a Jötnar headbutt.
Malakas: "Metnaðr: Aetheric Chains" Malakas slings his chains at Görgon that are imbued with the the Malakarians Scared Aether Flame and the chains forged from ethereal flame. Meaning his chains are unbreakable.
Malakas chains grip Görgon's arms but Görgon stands his ground attempting to use Malakas's chain against him but gets his arms ripped clean off. Görgon falls to his knees.
"You fu*%ing filth of a Malakarian!!!!" Tells Görgon
Malakas walks up to the wounded Görgon
"Such a pathetic excuse for the great Jötnar of Chaos I have so much heard about. Shall your life essence be drained. Metnaðr: Spirit Incineration" Malakas burns away all of what life remains in Görgon. "What a piece of cake" Malakas says as he turns around he is knocked in the face full force by another Jötnar. By a much more powerful and vengeful Jötnar.
"That fist to the face is far less than you deserve Malakarian for killing my own. Much more is to come as it must" says the Jötnar known as Drusus. Drusus was the 5th strongest Jötnar of the 13 Cath gave life to in the Primordial era.
Drusus was a the same size of Malakas just with a bit bigger build. He beared the same patterns as Görgon bit they were read and his body was all stone black and he wore baggy orange pants with gold rings around his ankles.
Malakas gets up "This one will definitely be a harder of a challenge" says Malakas as he spits out blood
Charging at Drusus with Mother Violet he and his blade are met with the stone hard fists of Drusus. Fists so strong they can contend with Mother Violet the two engage Ina relentless fist to blade struggle for superiority. Who will prevail?
Meanwhile in Bü,
Bolverkr and Fáfnir get set to depart on their journey to take the Dwarve Kingdom from Fáfnir's father.
Bolverkr yells Fáfnir "My forces that will aid us in taking your father's throne should be approaching Fagerheim within a days time."
Fáfnir repsonds "Let's hope this works."
Both Bolverkr and Fáfnir take off on boat to Fagerheim
Meanwhile back on Odal the fight between Malakas and Drusus rages on.
"This is getting old. Metnaðr: Chaotic Fireball." Says Drusus as he blows a fireball at Malakas.
Malakas holds Mother Violet up to counter the fireball "Aetheric Flame Boost" says Malakas as his blade Mother Violet Aetheric Flame and Drusus's fireball clash with one another. The cosmic forces of Chaos and the Aether pushing against one another until one prevails. "AHHHHHHHH!!!" Yells Malakas as his flames outpower Drusus's chaos flames.
Drusus frustrated as he is pushed back by Malakas
"Foolish boy! How dare you! You are through! Through! I swear it on this day!!!! Son of Magnus, you shall die today!!!! Yells Drusus
"Sacred Metnaðr: Demon of Chaos" says Drusus as he starts to transform into a unworldly demon. With curved spikes rising from his shoulders and horns sprout from the side of his head and growing bigger in size. The pattern on him ignites of chaos flames. Growing claws on his feet and hands. A fiery core manifests in the center of Drusus.
Malakas looks at him and says "Hmm well that is not good. He must be really pissed my attack won. Oh well. Let's do this!!"
In a demonish tone "Not only way I kill this day Son of Magnus!!!! I will also be taken the Sacred Light of Life as my master ordered!" says Drusus
Malakas whispers to himself "So they are after it. Good thing the King sent me for such a task."
Charges at Drusus
Drusus charged up his core is already he fires off a blast from his core and Malakas uses Mother Violet to deflect it but the blast packing too much power behind it still sends Malakas flying.
"Damnit that packed a hel of punch" says Malakas as he gets up
Drusus fires of more blast but from his mouth this time in the shape of fireballs
More deflecting from Malakas's Mother Violet one of the blast graze Malakas in the side. Malakas falls to one knee. "Ah damnit. I guess it times for a push. Although I hate you with every fiber of my being brother, I won't let you down" Malakas whispers to himself.
Drusus runs charging at Malakas blasting off more blast from his mouth they all hit the area where Malakas is.
An Aetheric Wall is put up to shield himself
"My turn. Metnaðr: Aetheric Chains" says Malakas as his chains grip the throat of the big Drusus as he rams Malakas Aetheric Wall. Malakas jumps over and yanks his chain that his around the throat of Drusus and slams him to the ground. The chain releases and Malakas swings his chains in a circular motion forming Aetheric Flame discs that go rolling at Drusus. The Aetheric Flame discs are met with the fireball blasts of Drusus and destroy Malakas Aetheric Flame discs. "Your Aetheric Flames won't work that easily this time Son of Magnus" in a demonish tone says Drusus.
Malakas whispers to himself "Think damnit think what must I do to defeat this demon. C'mon think Malakas! Ah the core! If I drive Mother Violet through that core of his that should do it!"
Malakas charges at Drusus and is met with his claws as they clash with Mother Violet.
The two again engage in a clash. Back and forth. Not one or the other gaining the upper hand. Fighting as equals, only because Malakas has chosen to raise his Aetheral Pyromancy to match the power of Drusus. Malakas waiting for his moment to strike the core but Drusus defense is so on par with his own.
Who will prevail between the two in this battle to the death? In this battle for the possession of the Sacred Light of Life?
To be continued...