Segiro slammed into wall, pushed back by an unbelievable force. He gritted his teeth and prepared to attack again when he came under bombardement by a faster, more delicate flurry of slashes. These slashes seemed targeted, and more deadly, as they were actually cutting through Segiro's rocky exterior.

"No, this isn't possible..." Segiro roared in disbeleief. He curled up hoping to deflect the blows off his rough, tougher back platers. Some blows were deflected, but the cuts and scars where growing faster than they could freeze over. Segiro roared, and slammed out, releasing a pulse of dark energy that radiated from his body and pushed Draken away from him.

Draken recovered quickly, the glint of anger still in his eyes and fire still burning in his heart. Draken rose again and came at Segiro, fast and ready to attack. Segiro lifted a hand an formed a huge thick wall of ice between the two. Draken began to clash at it with his swords, slowly breaking through, but Segiro kept building the wall up again making it thicker and thicker.

If I can keep this up maybe I can tire him out he thought I just hope I don't get tired out first. Segiro was panting now, this battle was hard work, difficult, a true challenge. He was enjoying himself, and deep down, grudgingly building up respect for his foe. I feel this battle will be over soon

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