OoC: Alright, good to go, then. I think you'll find
him... to be quite the challenge...
Ic:
The figure told a deep breath as the flames slowly consumed the village. He seemed far more surprised the village was wiped out then angry.
Guess that means no fun...Then again, maybe I could still practice even if it's just him, he thought as cracked his clawed, scaled hands and presented his lazy, arrogant smile to the Dragomancer as he stepped closer and they both got a better look at each other. "A Dragomancer huh? And here I thought you just another Demon of a moment."
"And I thought The Kiwadoi Species was extinct by now," Wildfire counted.
"Not this Kiwadoi." He crossed his arms now, slightly frowning. "You know, you ruined my fun today. I'd sent a villager to instill fear that I was coming and here I come to find out you destroyed the place and Killed or run off everyone before I could get here."
"So then you must be what some of the ones here were talking. 'The Terror of Death' or something."
"Yes, that's me." As Nekatsuki looked the Dragomancer over, he nodded approvingly. "So now, I'd say you owe me for a ruined day." Before Wildfire could reply, Nekatsuki was already dashing across the small clearing at him, a fist cocked back and ready to strike. Within seconds, Wildfire had taken to the air as the place when he stood was cratered by Nekatsuki's punch and formed a cloud of dust.
"Such strength. I never knew Kiwadoi could be so powerful," remarked the Dragomancer as a rock the size of a volleyball shot past his head from the dust cloud, nearly hitting him in the face. A Lightning bolt soon followed that came so close to hitting him, the electricity made his skin tingle. The following Thunder was deafening and cleared some of the cloud to show Nekatsuki still smiling his lazy, arrogant smile. "Here, old man! Is this too much or should I tone it down a bit?" The Terror of Death called to him.
OoC:I hope that was a good enough beginning for ya!