The End! (Open)

OOC: This is the end, at least for a little while. After this fight, I will be retiring from the BA to pursue writing. It's hard to think of something to write and have to also think up things to put into three fights at once. So, here it goes, and I wish whoever fights me luck.

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Time: Midnight (As usual.)
Place: Vann Pyros, a gigantic mountain in Epiath's Wormridge. While the rest of the mountains surrounding Vann Pyros are snow-capped and peaceful, Vann Pyros is covered in waterfalls of lava, jets of flame, and an eternel vortex of energy inside the crater at the top. This is Rembu's final home, the area from which he carved fire into the heavens.

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He hovered inside the vortex; the fire immolated him but he and his clothes remained unscathed. Rembu's skin was normally a bright white, but now his body seemed to be filled with red and yellow inner fire. His eyes were no longer serene and blue, but now black beacons of inferno. Everything about him had changed, even his robe. No longer white- now a crimson red.

Rembu stood in the bowels of the deep crater. Behind him stood a large, natural staircase trickling with magma, which led up to a black, obsidian spire, the top of the world. Around him were flows of lava pouring from cracks in the dark stone. It flowed down into his maelstrom and fed him with eternal power. Every moment in the energy well caused his strength to increase maddeningly.

"Azg-terä thalamûn, no kam negänas kietuv."

He chanted it to himself over and over; his trance seemed to grow every time he spoke it. It was not of his native tounge, it was that of the realm of beyond. His voice warped with every word he spoke and twisted with every syllable that left his lips.

"The end is near, the Fire Lord awaits."

He called out silently across the land; searching, watching, waiting. His position among the mountains would weed out all of the weaklings, for only a truly strong person could reach Vann Pyros. He was a phoenix reborn from the ashes of her defeat, and he vowed that this end would be her beginning, because he believed it could happen.

ooc:Nahahahaharrr!! I shall take you on!!! Hehe you shose an exelent trerrain for me to use to mya dvantage! X)

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A gargantuan shape stood next to one of the lava streams running down from the mountain. He had felt the starnge power that often ahd been at this mountain.
It was still there and Sigve was going to find out what it was.
He flew up to the top and gazed into the enrgy vortex that was there for some reason.
It was a zora.
He saw the glowing shape of a zora in the middle of the vortex.
It was being drenched by lava and fire but didn't end up deep fried.
He floated down up next to it and saw that it was glowing red and wore a crimson robe.
He charged some energy in his fist and got into a defensive posision.

*ahem* Sorry to interrupt, but Rembu is not a Zora anymore. He's a naiad. Sorry, just had to clear that up. Continue.

I know but he still looks somewhat like a zora! Look at Kedisars avy!!(made by me)

"A goron?" Rembu whispered into the fire. "A beast of fire. I will not give him the gift you have bestowed upon me."

The vortex surrounding Rembu suddenly imploded upon him, absorbing into his body. The fiery lava around Rembu's body seemed to cool down and solidify, disallowing Sigve from gathering any heat. The cradle of fire had turned into a bed of desolate ashes.

"You are the challenger, goron. I think you should come forward instead of waiting for me to do anything."

He crossed his arms and his forehead abruptly began to glow brightly with a red light. The light seemed to bathe into his body and become liquid, growing brighter all the time. The more liquid it became, the more it enveloped him, until his body burst into a steel-melting inferno.

When the energy died down, Rembu was covered in black armor that was riddled with cracks that revealed inner magma. The only part of him that remained uncovered was his head. In his left hand, he gripped a long, straight sword with a fiery core. In his other, he donned a large, round shield imbued with a glowing orange insignia.

"Come forward, goron, and learn that your friend fire has just become your enemy."

"What a moron!" Sigve thought for himself.
He took off the large sworsd on his back. It was still resting in iit sheathe. He threw it in such a fasion that it hit the mountain wall and was pinned into it. Sigve hoped he wouldn't have to use the gendarm and put on his bladed gauntlets that had hung in his belt.
"Shure! Let's see what you can do with fire! C'mon!"
Before Sigve had finished his sentance he was engulfed in a burning infernot hat lasted a couple of seconds.
"That'l show him!" Rembu said with a smirk.
"No it will make him want to laugh!" Sigve was on the same posision as before. No markings to show that he had been hit by the fire was visible.
"But you're...?"
"I'm immune to magical fire too! Your fire does no more damage than a healing potion to me!" He laughed.

Sigve dashed at Rembu who headed for him too.
They clashed together in the exact middle of the crater and went loose in a froscies clashing of blades.

ooc: Sorry for shorteness but it was eerly in the morining.