Round #1, Match #4: Shavir Ma'Raq Zieg vs Seayn

[Seayn]

Seayn had managed to deal even more damage to his opponent. That was surprising considering his weapon was useless. Fortunately it was still capable of blocking attacks. If he had been fighting a regular person, he hoped that this would have been able to knock the other person at least to the ground. Unfortunately he was fighting a Dreadnought of the Ainur. This meant that he was dangerous to be fighting even when the odds were tilted in your favor. The young knight frowned as Shavir shoved his sword into the ground. The next thing he knew, the young man that had been fighting him had transformed into a fearsome beast of frightening size. He looked down at Excalipur in his hand, then up to the dragon. This was going to be a difficult fight to say the least.

Seayn shook his head, sheathing the useless weapon. He did take a few cautious steps backward as the monster roared, shaking the earth and everything nearby. The young knight decided to take the offensive, dashing into the fiery cone, casting Aegis upon himself to keep most of it away, although the heat and pain was quite intense still. Seayn grabbed the shamshir his opponent had so kindly left at his disposal as he ran past. He hoped that the fire would keep him hidden until he managed to get close enough, attempting to ram the weapon into his opponent's scaled chest, hoping that would be possible.

[Shavir]

He could see Seayn rushing through the flames, considering he was breathing at a downward angle. As he grabbed his blade he left, he chuckled slightly. The blade was made for durability, the worse it could do to him was smashing damage, perhaps minor cuts, not even worth tending to. Beating his wings with as much power as he could, he attempted to send the arena's dust up into the air, blinding his opponent.

With only two bursts of his wings, he had lifted about 10 feet off the ground, easily and effectively dodging any possible tricks Seayn held, Raising a little more, he shifted his position, and looked down, beating his wings fiercely. As the dust kicked up into the air, the Dragon looked down, capable of seeing random glints of Seayns armor through the sun, allowing him to keep track of him.

[Seayn]

Seayn frowned up at the dragon hovering in mid air. He didn't have any attacks that were ranged, nor did he particularly feel like exposing himself with silly antics meant to put him within swinging range. The fact was that he was outclassed at the moment but he wasn't willing to back down. The human grimaced at the dragon, wondering what he planned to do next. It wasn't as if the monster would find him easy to flatten yet he wasn't sure what his plan was to defeat his opponent. Not to mention the fact that the swirling dust was rather annoying and starting to sting his eyes. He attempted to blink away the moisture and sand getting into his eyes, wanting to remain focused on the dragon.

[Shavir]

Shavir watched his opponent, and simply stalled for time. He had a plan in place, and it would hopefully deal some damage. From all the fire Seayn had been taking, he had to be pretty hot by now, and his body had to be taking at least some repercussions. Then again, Shavir wasn't sure how strong and durable that armor was. As he lowered himself slightly, he used the extension of his tail to try and swap Seayn like a fly. If Seayn took the hit, even with his shield up, a giant dragon tail would still move the enemy back. Maybe not deal a large quantity of damage. Then again, even with dust in your eyes, a large tail flying at you in a hook motion was hard to miss.

If it was dodged, his tail would simply continue to move, hopefully impairing any ability to counter.

[Seayn]

Seayn didn't understand what his opponent was doing. He had all of the advantages at the moment. Not only had Shavir decimated his shield, incapacitated one of his hands, and given him quite a few burns, he was an enormous dragons, a couple of tons of scaly flesh that could descend and crush him upon a whim. The knight couldn't quite comprehend how something this... monstrous could have taken the form of a human only moments before. Seayn tensed as he saw the dragon start to drop, it did so only slightly though before its gigantic tail began to move. He could see the lithe muscles in the tail, powerful enough to smash him.

The young knight turned, positioning the sword's hilt against his chest as he squared off against the tail. Seayn regretted this almost immediately, he should have attempted to dodge it, block it, anything. He felt it slam into him before his entire world flashed and then he was in the air, sent towards the wall of the arena. He smashed into it, small debris showering him as he landed on the ground. Seayn remained still for a few moments before his hands, both empty now, began to feebly push at the ground. The young knight managed to get to his knees, obviously quite dazed by the large blow that had been dealt to him.

[Shavir]

Shavir jumped on his enemies weakness almost immediately. Dropping down somewhat more, his large mouth opened up widely as his opponent began to get to his knee's. He used firebreath again, attempting to scorch his enemies body. During the end of his attack, he transformed back into his human form after lowering a bit, and hit the ground in a roll. Charging at Seayn, he planned to use Demonic Pulse, then grab his sword to finish the job. He had a feeling though, a feeling that this may not be all to the Knight.

[Seayn]

Seayn was still struggling to stand as Shavir charged at him. The fire breath was rather painful but in his current state there wasn't anything that he could do about it. He feebly attempted to get to his feet, thinking that most of his bones were broken. He groaned loudly, even his tolerance for pain being no help here. The young knight did the only possible defensive move he could at the moment. He cast Bulwark around himself, hoping to be able to deflect the rest of the assault Shavir was bringing down upon him. Seayn managed to get to his feet, a defiant grin upon his face. The Demonic Pulse managed to crunch through his shield, leaving him completely open to any attacks from the sword.

[Shavir]

Shavir was mildly worried as he retrieved his sword and unleashed the attack. It was deflected by the shield, and his eyes had just caught the grin that spread across his face. Something was not right, the Knight had something up his sleeve. So, Shavir figured anything he did now would simply be countered or pulled back onto him. Leaping back, he withdrew himself from the Knight's attack range, wondering how much longer it would take him to completely crush the shield or perhaps remove it from his hands.

"Hm...."

He eyed his opponents stature, awaiting for a move to be made.

[Seayn]

Seayn could see the uncertainty that Shavir was displaying. He didn't quite seem to understand that the knight was on his last leg, his defenses desperate, his offense nonexistent. Regardless of that fact, he wasn't one to give up. He slowly drew Excalipur, struggling just to hold the blade in his condition. He brought the sword up in a salute before stumbling in with a clumsy swipe at his opponent's weapon.

[Shavir]

As the poorly demonstrated attack swooped forth, Shavir simply stared at his foe, sidestepping it with ease, swinging his blade directly down in a sideways arch. He aimed for the neck, attempting to decapitate his enemy. As he swung, he prepared to step behind his enemy, so that he would not let his guard down in case of a counter attack, although he honestly doubted anything like that would happened. After all, this man was completely decimated as it was.

[Nightmare Darklight]

Seayn, strike 2!