《The Elemental Chronicles》Fought and Ran
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This is bad...
I thought that Arcane had would go mad for me touching his reverse scale but on the contrary, he is very much calm and just want to rip me apart.
Currently I am running for my life with a broken right arm with a monster right on my tail. When I touched his reverse scale Arcane went wild with every desire to make me suffer, as I fended his attacks and kept running till he finally shows an opening due to lack of composure, and so he did. When he showed an opening, I did my best to block his attack and threw a punch in, aiming for his soler plexus. While in the middle of all this I didn’t notice the smile on his face, showing all the schemes he had thought to get me in his hands and what comes next, utter torture.
Arcane withstood the punch as if it came from a fly the right-after got hold of my right arm and punched with his other arm breaking my bones and elbow in other direction. The pain almost broke my mind but I held on not giving out a groan, but before I could do anything Arcane swung his leg kicking right above my ankles and in the next moment, I was upside down with why leg in Arcane’s arms. Then his legs kicked again, only this time aiming for my face. I stabbed towards his legs with the sword in the left hand, and the attack finally went through. As the impulse to the pain Arcane instantly took his leg back and I let the sword go and grabbed at the ground and pushed myself upward and threw the dirt in as soon as he came to his senses from the pain.
When the dirt went in Arcane swung me and threw me to the side but as I flew to the side I got hold of his head and tried to bring him along on the flight. As I tried to bring him along who knew all my momentum would be transferred to him and rotating him the same way as he did to me. We both fell and I finally got free from his grip. I immediately ditched the sword and ran for the mountain as if all hope lied there.
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Arcane slowly stood up slowly and raised hid hand and slowly a ball of water formed and grew in size of a tub. Arcane used his other hand to was his eyes and murmured “this is why human body is useless, how do they even live like this. Now let’s kill the rat.”. Suddenly he became very angry and jumped with all his might and the height of the jump was not small. Arcane scouted the area as he ascended and located Alen on his way down. As he landed, he directly jumped forward without caring about the buildings, crashing right through them but stopped again and took the sword out as it caused him more pain, now that he regained his calm, he threw the sord away and charged forward leading to current situation.
As Arcane chased after Alen, even with his injured foot, he was unfazed by it and rather only accelerating towards his prey, it was only a matter of time till he catches up to Alen. And so, he did, it was not an easy chase as Alen maintained an unpredictable path rather than a straight one like how a dear escapes his its hunter. As soon as Arcane reached Alen he jumped forward and slammed his tail into Alen, sending him crashing through a house wall. This time Alen was done for, with this attack Arcane broke his left hand and his left shoulder leaving Alen with no fighting power to speak of. Alen was now waiting for his death.
Arcane slowly walked towards the opening and stopped infront of it and spoke, “Kid, you were quite fun with your tricks, for a human that is. Now tell me how you wanna die” and to his words Alen’s only reply was “Die you damn winged lizard”.
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As soon as Alen words came out a beam ran straight into Arcane from the side taking him crashing for more than a kilometer. The beam war shining white with a hint of blue and gave off an icy feel just from looking. The beam lasted for fifteen seconds and as soon as it finished came a roar as loud as an exploding volcano.
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