Midnight. The Tundra of No Return. Treading the snow was the reformed Fell Knight whom had just retrieved a new blade, The Pale Ruin, a sword in which both ignites fire and freeze dries upon contact. A devastating weapon of diverse results. His beard was fuller for warmth and now donned an off-white and pearlescent coat, coupled with fur. A new addition was his helm, The Devil’s Mane. His armor, heavier than usual for the treacherous conditions, sparkled as black ice does, helping him to camouflage against unsuspecting victims. His steps were heavy but steady through the blizzard of this night. Over the howling winds, he heard a familiar voice. One he wanted to hear this time around. The Valkyrie.
“ Valkyrie!!!!!!! “ he echoed violently through the black night. He wanted her to know that this time, he was game to fight her. Last they met, he had nearly embarrassed her with the bare-hand beating she barely evaded. She surely wanted to even the score and she knew just how to do it this time around. The same way he used her emotions against her, she would return the favor ten-fold. She would be as cold and crass as the scathing hails from the dark heavens above.
“ Fight me!!!!!!! “ he belted once more. She stood silent, staring him up and down. “ You need fur!? Hahahahhaaaaaa, and I thought you were more than some simple man who gets cold in the night. What a Fell Knight you are! What did I even see in you!? “ She responded, condescendingly. Mocking him to the highest degree. After passing through the Trials of Fire and Ice in The Temple of Steam, he had regnited his passion, but also made his cold side more crass than before. He waved for her to bring it. “ Bitch, bring it on. “ He raised his Pale Ruin and displayed its abilities as he empowered the snowstorm, matching his rage. The Valkyrie took off her armor and fought topless. She was going to distract him in every which way. Not only was he slammed with confusion as to how she could bare the sub-zero temperatures, but he was also a man. Her breasts were large and succulent. As trained a warrior as he was, all men are led by their short sword at times. His focus was weakened.
The calm and collected Valkyrie knowing she had an edge, advanced towards him through the pelting storm. He could barely see her coming. Still, he paid close attention, waiting to strike. Bewildered, at how resistant she was to the extreme weather. He underestimated her. She had secrets of her own, ready to unveil to the proper opponent. The Fell Knight was the only to be a threat to her in so long. She was turned on by this. Another reason why her armor was removed. Like lightning, she slashed and hacked away with The Kiss Me Not. An unseen force was pushing him back with extra impact each strike of her sword. He was knocked to the ground, face first hard. He got up immediately, stunned and bleeding profusely.
Wiping the red faucet from his nose, he painted the blank fields crimson with a trail behind him. “ First blood, Mister Sonata…and not a moon in sight. Pity. You should never underestimate me. I trained in a chaos far different than yours. There’s nothing left to feel. I am the feeling. I am the choice. I am my way. Rain, ice, hellfire and divine light will not touch me. I command them. And today, I command you! “
The Pale Ruin turned hues, from blue to mauve, into scarlett. An inferno ensued and melted the Winter away from their vicinity. “ Now, you will know the devil. “ Seething with a new found temperament, The Fell Knight turned into a blazing tornado, scorching the Amazonian. She was burned on her bare body. Throwing herself to the nearby ice, he melted every nearby source she ran to. “ I am the Alpha and the Omega. I am the beginning of your fears and today, I will be the end of your fantasies! “ He dug the burning steel into the ground, causing lightning to trail across and shock his adversary into a temporary paralysis. In this opening, he lept and slammed her with the back handle of his sword. Black and blues ensued. As the shock wore off, she feigned still being frozen and used her Kiss Me Not to touch his weapon, absorbing its unruling power. “ Shit. I fucked up. “ An avalanche burst from the tip of her Kiss Me Not, engulfing The Fell Knight into near oblivion.
From the rubble of crystalline, he rose like a phoenix and formed ice paths with his sword, sprinting across them, then switching to fire volleys. They were in a war of the elements. A perfect analogy of their emotions, both capable of being so hot and cold with others and with themselves. He would melt holes within them to try and make her slip up. The Valkyrie did in fact fall through one and held on to the slippery slope. Stomping on her hand, she plummeted a few stories to the blanketing diamond dust beneath. “ Have a nice Fall! “ chuckled The Fell Knight.
From the igloo of decimation, The Valkyrie turned to her hotter side. An all out nova-like explosion infused with her Kiss Me Not’s other abilities burst forth a blast which sent The Fell Knight soaring into a frozen lake nearby.
“...MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!! “ She shouted, claiming her victory against the undefeated warrior.
As she began dressing and tending to her wounds, near the horizon, a black-flamed thunderbird emptied the lake of its water and rose to his feet once more.
“...Not yet, Valkyrie!!! It’s not over YET!!!! “
Stunned, The Valkyrie retreated and smiled widely to herself.
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