((I was just reading Demonic Retribution((Re-Started)) and Kain222 didn’t make Deviant Inn Artisto_Sonata did. Hahaha just pointing that out.
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Vyak stopped suddenly when he heard a loud growl. Looking around Vyak noticed his companions were also being tested. Keeping a cool head Vyak waited for one of the four to charge at him. His wish was granted.
The bear jumped at Vyak using its weight to crush him. Vyak saw the bears lung, while he was not strong enough to deflect the bear his magic was. After drawing his sword Vyak twirled it in a majestic way. The sword turned from silvery steal to white steal which he then plummeted into the earth! The bear then collided with something before Vyak was crushed under the bear. When the bear collided with the shield it became visible for a second then vanished.
As the bear was repelled it fell backwards to the ground. Now acting, Vyak retrieved his sword from the ground and sheathed it. Vyak closed in on the stunned bear though it was only a matter of moments before it was ready to fight once more. Opening up his hand then tensing it Vyak began saying words to a spell. As soon as the first word left his lips a purple orb formed in his right palm. With each word the spell became ever more powerful as a black cloud formed around the orb followed by little purple sparks. By this time though the bear had recovered just in time and was aware of Vyak’s dark spell.
Instead of fearing the magic the bear welcomed it with its armored paw. Vyak’s purple orb of darkness fussed with the bear’s claw both struggling for control. The force ripped through Vyak’s cloak almost blowing it off his back. His hair flapped around his head uncontrolled. Vyak pushed himself away as the spell began to die. He was shocked the bear was still standing. From what Vyak could tell from his position the armor had a few scorch marks.
“This just got interesting,” Vyak said calmly.
The bear roared again and charged Vyak on all fours. Using more magic Vyak gripped his sword and brought his left hand up to his mouth, only two fingers where erect his pointer finger and middle finger. Both of the fingers touching each other Vyak chanted more words this time nothing happened till he was finished. The bear was almost in striking distance now. The tips of his fingers glowed red now which he used to wipe his sheath with. Transferring the red glow to the sheath, which faded after a few seconds. Vyak moved his footing into a defensive position as he waited for the bear, his right hand still on the hilt.
The bear swung its large scorched paw at Vyak’s head. Vyak then drew his sword in an attack move. No other slashes or strikes just the one from unsheathing his sword, which was red. The strike caused the bears head to look up, exposing skin (was sure where the armor covered if you just wanted it to be on their belly just tell me and I’ll edit it.). This was Vyak’s chance to end it. With his custom made sword, now back to its normal silver color, he thrust it into the bear’s soft neck skin. Blood soaked the bears white coat as the sword greedily took more (bad analogy I know
). Vyak crouched down as the bear showed no more signs of fighting and put his arms around the bears head (kind of like a hug). Removing the sword caused the bear to collapse as it began to feel the effects of the loss of blood. Vyak wiped the blood off his sword as he watches the eyes fade into darkness then nothingness.
Vyak turned all his attention back to cleaning his sword with the bear’s fur. After competing that he returned his sword to its sheath and was about to examine the bear’s armor but then stopped. First he bent down and closed the bears eyes then looked to see how his companions faired.
“Good, Kyste looks uninjured,” said Vyak