The Dragon Rider's Chronicles

Kenzo's sixth sense barely gave him enough warning, and he instinctively contorted backwards as a bolt of light singed the tip of his nose. "YOW!" he exclaimed as he rubbed his burnt nose. He scanned the area and noticed Matthais. "You...!" he growled, but smirked in spite of himself as Bane rounded on Sikstaxen. "Not satisfied with your past two losses, eh?" he taunted good-naturedly at the Roux before him.
 
"I am a collector of sorts." Matthais said pulling himself out of his anger a bit. "I need to practice my light magic. Have any tips?"
 
Kenzo cocked his head. "Light magic? That is not a field I am very familiar with..." He took his right hand up to his chin to stroke it as he thought. "Generally speaking, the mindset for each type of magic is different. Its...difficult to explain with words. I guess it's more of a 'feeling' that varies with the magic being used. For example, when I use wind magic, I feel...light, as in light-weight. I feel as if a swirling wind is in my core." He furrowed his brow as he contemplated. "On the contrary, when I use earth magic, I feel...heavy. Like a mountain took up residence in my very bones, something to that effect." He sighed. "Like I said, it is difficult to put into words. It gets easier once you find that 'feeling' for the first time. For light magic, I would imagine you would feel...well, luminous. Bright. Like a radiant sun." Kenzo knew not the significance of that last sentence, as he knew little of the prophecy.
 
"Well so far I've used rage and anger to access it and without it I don't yet have the control I need to use it well in battle." Matthais said in thought. "I feel like there's so much inside me that it can't bare but to escape. Like a great pressure, or passion." Sikstaxen beat her wings against the ground offering no help as she has yet to do in Matthais's delve into this new magic.


"I don't think it's the safest form of magic."
 
Kenzo chuckled humorlessly. "There is very little that is safe about magic. In my own opinion, the best way to strengthen your grasp on your magicks is simply by using them." He gestured to the beach and landed, dismounting Bane. He waited until Matthais had dismounted Sikstaxen before continuing. "Anger and rage are common triggers to accessing magic, but they aren't especially useful for refining control. Though on the other hand, when all you need to do is obliterate your opponent, powerful emotions like anger or even sorrow can become catalysts to increase the potency of your abilities. Regardless, to refine your abilities with your light magic, I offer myself as a training dummy." He strode over to stand with his back to the water, facing Matthais and clenched his fists. His fists were brought forward to hip level as he focused his power, and the wind around him made spiral marks in the sand as it swirled upwards. He cast a cool gaze at Matthais. "This is a good opportunity to refine my own control with magic as well. Whenever you're ready...fire away."


Bane strode away, giving the two men a bit of distance. Inwardly she was very interested in seeing these two work together. She'd watched Kenzo almost get killed by Sanz, but this human seemed to have more self control. Hopefully this bit of training would be fruitful.
 
"I thank you for the opportunity. I'm just going to start with a bit to warm up." Matthais shifted his stance into a relaxed state, then shifted one leg back and bent his knees. He took himself out of his rage to begin and looked at Kenzo and brought up one hand. He let fly an unrefined cone of light that while bright in the darkness made those watching blink a few times. Matthais tried to refine the cone to a line that he aimed at Kenzo's head, not much more power behind it. Just enough to blind him temporarily. The bead of light glowed in Matthais's hand at he let it fly.
 
Kenzo wasn't sure what to expect, so when the light blast landed he recoiled a few steps as he'd been unprepared. His eyes were tightly shut as he shook his head in minor pain from being blinded. Being a dark elf, the light affected him more than it would any other race. "Easy on my eyes, if you please," he said through gritted teeth as he managed to open his teared-up eyes. "If you could aim pretty much anywhere else, that would be much appreciated."
 
This time Kenzo was ready, and his eyes flashed with magic. The wind vortex intensified briefly, dispelling the light bolt before it even touched Kenzo's pants leg. "Not bad," he said, "but you'll have to do better than that if you want me to dodge."
 
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Matthias entered his rage and channeled a more powerful blast. He then split it into five and released them in rapid succession at Kenzo's chest.
 
Kenzo's eyes widened as the cluster of magic missiles closed in on him. He raised his right arm, pointing an open palm at the incoming projectiles, and focused his wind magic. The first three missiles dissipated on impact with the barrier of rushing wind. The fourth was deflected and left a small hole in the sand a few feet from Kenzo's right foot. The fifth light bolt finally bested the wind barrier, which broke with a sound like a cracking whip. Kenzo recoiled a step, but was otherwise still unharmed. "That was good," he said to Matthais, slightly impressed. "Dig deeper. Magic is closely tied to willpower. Determination and resolve translates well into powerful magic." He brought both hands up and crossed them, arms outstretched and palms facing Matthais. A sound akin to a hurricane came from the center of the crossed palms as an imposing wind barrier was formed. "Try breaking through this," Kenzo said, louder than before so that he could be heard over the wind.
 
Matthais went down deeper into his meditative rage and brought his magic to bare. Three orbs of orange light left his body and floated about his head for a moment. Then they flew at Kenzo shattering into thousands of smaller shards looking for weaknesses in the wind hoping to find some purchase. There was a small chink in the hurricane. Matthais shifted his stance released an impossibly fast spear of light that went for the hole and strait at Kenzo's chest.
 
Kenzo felt very little resistance as the spear hit his barrier, which was bad because the lack of resistance was because it went through like an arrow into paper. With barely a moment to spare Kenzo leaned out of the trajectory. Even so, the lance of light caught the edge of his right shoulder, sliding across like white-hot metal as it went past him and fizzled out as it collided with the waves of the open ocean.


"ARGH!" Kenzo exclaimed as he clutched his shoulder. He would have to be more careful: this light magic was nothing to toy with. Furthermore, he was getting tired of being on the defensive. "Alright, let's try a change of pace," he said through gritted teeth. "Let's see how well you handle this magic in a defensive manner!" he said as he swiped his hand from hip level over to his opposite shoulder. This sent a spiral of sand flowing straight at Matthais, like a gigantic serpent of sand going straight for the jugular.
 
Matthais grit his teeth and glared at Kenzo. He shot out many stationary shards to impeded the forward motion of the sand snake. It weaved and arced around and through them sizzling occasionally as parts of it were turned to glass. Matthais rolled to dodge the attack and the sand buffeted against his shoulder tearing at cloth and flesh. He grimaced with pain and delved deeper into his anger losing his meditation and control but not going very deep. He palmed an orb of light and rays spilled out shooting harmlessly into the night. He threw a wide cone at Kenzo hopping to blind him or at least make him close his eyes as he threw three more shots as he advanced towards his sparring partner with determination.
 
This time Kenzo had been somewhat prepared: he shielded his eyes with his left forearm as he jabbed his right hand in Matthais' direction, made a swirling motion, and clenched his fist. This caused the sand-snake to coil around Matthais and lose its shape, eventually forming a thick dome of sand that closed around the man. More and more sand rushed to fortify the dome as it spiraled and compacted smaller and smaller.


Blast your way out of that, Kenzo thought with a cool smirk.


Bane observed the confrontation with a calm gaze as she lied on the cool sand of the beach not far from the men. Her tail idly swished side to side as she stared unblinkingly at the two sparring partners. Her brow furrowed slightly as her rider antagonized the human. Don't bite off more than you can chew, Kenzo, she thought to herself. If there was one thing that was going to get her rider killed, in her opinion, it would be his stubbornness as a warrior. He didn't seem to know just how much danger he kept getting himself into.
 
Matthais pounded against the shell with his fists. It remained in place and seemed no worse for wear. He used his basic knowledge of earth magic to make a second smaller dome around him save for a small hole in Kenzo's direction where he just poured out his magic quickly heating the hardened sand. It glowed red hot and slowly that portion spread to the entire side facing Kenzo. Then for a moment nothing.


Matthais erupted from the cooling glass in a shower of black shards. He ran at Kenzo fling bolts of light. His skin was flushed with the heat from being inside the oven and a few blisters had appeared on his hands. His eyes glowed with gold light. He snarled as he ran.
 
Kenzo combined his two primary schools of magic to form a swirling coat of sand and air over his body, leaving his head uncovered. In this state, he was able to deflect the light magic with his hands and forearms as the sand that weathered the blasts scattered into the air as miniscule shards of glass. His coat of shifting sand and air let loose particles of sand as he charged at Matthais, making him look like a speeding spectre of sand.
 
Matthais brought his hands together behind him then charged energy into them. They became coated in light and heat, shining brilliantly into the night. He brought punches to bear at Kenzo. Getting close. He didn't notice he was yelling with rage the whole time. Occasionally as his punches flew he would send pulses of blinding light out of his eyes hoping to incapacitate Kenzo.
 
Kenzo was getting a bit irritated as Matthais ignored his only request. "Enough with the eyes already!" he quipped as he dodged and parried. He focused his earth magic further to harden his body: Matthais was effectively punching a rock with a shifting layer of sand at this point. Kenzo found and opening and slammed the heel of his palm into the bridge of Matthais' nose, and used the momentary stun to sweep the legs out from under him. With his opponent prone he brought his right foot up above his head and let it fall, aiming his heel at the man's solar plexus.
 
Neera and Eldran were flying not too far from Sanz. I'm bored, Eldran. A bit of fun would be nice.


Like what? Those two are pummeling each other and the others seem like they're just enjoying watching. Eldran answered.


...Sanz looks a little too comfortable. Neera giggled.


....what are you thinking? Eldran looked back worriedly.


Fly over there and give him a little....shock. Neera laughed a little more. Eldran hesitated a moment then shrugged as only a dragon could. He flew a little closer and then sent a small shock wave right into Sanz's abdomen before quickly taking flight as fast as he could to get away.


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Ardra looked on from on top of Majeir. Look at those two. They're having an egotistical match of masculinity. It's an archaic attitude and should be gotten rid of.


...yet you're still watching it? Majeir glanced back at her.


...oh shut up. Ardra hmphed back.


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Kestus sat on top of Dezeld in boredom. This is taking forever.


Perhaps we should make the fight a bit more interesting? Dezeld looked back at him. This is pretty easy terrain.


You're right. Kestus' eyes glowed with fire. Let's making this more interesting. Kestus began creating a ring of fire around the area in which they were fighting while Dezeld blew a sheet of ice onto the area.
 
Well, if Neera wanted some excitement, she certainly got it. Sanz jumped up and gave a short shout, holding his abdomen. No permanent damage had been done, but it was on.


"You crazy girl!"


After them!


Auntyrmarun gave a short sigh and turned after the flying dragon


You might wish to watch your language around the princess of the nation little one


I was minding my own business!


So much for civilized discussion then
 
Matthais fell and put out his hands to break his fall... On the ice that suddenly appeared. He slipped and hit his head with a resounding crack, falling unconscious.
 
Neera whooped with laughter. "Catch me if you can, Sanz!" Eldran snorted also in a short laugh. They flew down the beach at mach speed towards a maze of rocks that should have looked oddly familiar.


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Kestus put his hands over his mouth in horror. "...oh know! Such beauty has been marred!"


...you are a strange breed, Kestus. Dezeld sighed. A strange breed indeed.


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Ardra and Majeir swooped down. "Kenzo! Are you satisfied with your display of dominance now? We have a rider down and Iris is up there!"
 
Little one--


I know. Drop me off


What?


Drop me off.


As you wish.


Auntyrmarun flew into the maze, and after passing through a couple of areas, there was no longer a rider atop his form. Sanz was sitting at the top of one of the caverns, hidden in such a way that he could jump on Neera if she passed by
 
Kenzo himself slipped onto his face, utterly unprepared for the sudden loss of traction. "You'll have to forgive me if I claim that it isn't entirely my fault," he said as he righted himself. After dispelling his sand-and-air armor he focused a thin coat of sand to his feet, granting him traction. He strode over to Matthais, slinging the unconscious man over his shoulder. "I think he'll be alright, but I'll take him to Iris all the same." He turned to Sikstaxen. "My apologies, radiant dragon. I will be sure that your companion is well, I assure you." He strode over to Bane, mounting her and making sure he had a firm grip on Matthais. To Iris, if you please, he sent over, and with that Bane rocketed into the air, making a beeline for the hangar.


They arrived shortly, Kenzo dismounting as soon as they stopped. He strode over to Iris with Matthais on his shoulder. "Good evening, Iris. I regret to say that Sparrow has suffered a concussion. I will leave him in your care...I'm sure he won't object to me leaving him to you," he somehow said with a straight face, and he returned to Bane, launching into the night air. As they flew under the sky once more, Kenzo decided he wanted to make something clear. He had Bane return to Ardra, flying low next to her and her dragon. "For the record," he began, "I was not making a 'display of dominance.' I was merely offering Matthais aid in training to use his light magic."
 
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