A soft breeze flowed through the forest trees, swaying the branches and the leaves. Above, the stars shined brightly in the sky, the moon casting a dim light over the woodland.
Suddenly, the night sky was lit up as a wave of fire rose up through the tree, casting an orange glow over the trees.
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FABLES of FANTASY: 8
FIGHT IN THE FOREST (FINAL)
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Vann slid backwards across the ground, the ends of his coat smoking as they burned. His eyes narrowed as Camper rushed at him, his axe ablaze. The dragon flipped back as Camper swung his weapon down. The rock cracked and shattered as the blade bit into the earth. Spinning around midair the Dragon let lose a burst of fire from his mouth. Camper gritted his teeth and yanked his axe out of the ground, holding it in front of him. The flames crashed into the metal and spit, forking around the Hacker. He felt his feet began to slide back as he was bombarded by the flames.
Growling, he swung his axe to the side, blowing the flames away. His eyes widened when he saw Vann crouch low in front of him, his arm surrounded by a blue wind. Swinging his weapon back around he brought it crashing down.
“Heavens Vortex!” Violent winds surrounded the axe the blade fell towards the Dragon. The two opposing winds met head on. The ground cracked beneath the two as the backlash swirled around them. In a split second, the fighters were thrown away from each other. Flying back, Camper thrust his axe into the ground, using it as an anchor to steady himself. Vann slid back on his knees, his hands grabbing at the ground to stop himself from falling backwards. Camper grinned, pulled his weapon out of the ground and grabbing it with both hands.
“Not bad, let’s see you deal with this!” he shouted as he raised his axe, “Black Ash Flames!” A wave of fire erupted from the burning blade, speeding towards the Dragon in an orange arc. Vann narrowed his eyes. Planting his foot, he held his hand out behind him. A white mist surrounded his hand, flowing from his wrist to his fingers.
“Ice Dragon…” He swung his arm forward, “Tail!” A thick stream of ice exploded from the palm of his hand, curving like a whip as Vann swung his arm. The ice sliced through the center of the fire wave, causing a heavy mist to fall over the area as the fire vaporized the ice. Camper scowled when Vann disappeared from sight, the white fog surrounding him. Raising his weapon, he prepared to dash forward but froze when he saw a growing orange light.
The hacker quickly rolled to the side as the fire sped past him, the flames licking at his feet. Jumping back onto his feet, he gritted his teeth when he saw Vann falling toward him, his fist clenched.
“Earth Dragon Slam!” Vann’s fist collided with the side of the Hackers axe. Camper narrowed his eyes as he struggled to hold the dragon back, his arms shaking from the force of the Dragon’s attack.
Damn it! I can’t counter!
Still pushing forward with his right fist, Vann curled his fingers in his left hand.
“Wind Dragon..”
Camper’s eyes widened as a blue wind wrapped around the Dragons wrist.
Damn it!
“Wings!”
Camper was blasted back as the vortex slammed into him. The side of the cliff exploded as the Hacker crashed into it. The Hackers head flew backwards, blood flying from his mouth as his eyes rolled back. A roar filled the forest as the cliff side cracked. Stone split and fell from the cliff, falling into the water surrounding the base of the cliff. Slowly, Camper started to fall forward.
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Fables of Fantasy
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