The clash of the gods

[Haruna]

The arena was packed to the brim, people in the stands all enraptured by the sight that was going to happen in front of them. The announcers spoke over the intercomms, their commentary starting as it always did.
"Welcome folks, to today's match! It's the one that you've all been waiting for, one for the history books." The crowd cheered, knowing what he was saying was true, but he cut them off with his words again.
"Only several times in history has a god fought another god, Zeus versus Hades, Eris versus Ares, and today another match will be added to that list; Haruna versus Nabil!" The crowds cheering reached a peak before the commentators cut off, a deadly silence filling the arena.

Down by his entrance to the arena, Haruna stood there, his pistols in their holster, smiling cockily at what he knew was about to happen. He'd been promised by his guildmaster that if he won this he was going to be able to get whatever prize he wanted. All that money, just sitting there to be taken. Plus, people were bound to be making bets on this thing, he was sure he could convince people to give him a cut of the proceeds. After all, he was the one down here waging his life on the fact that he was going to win, and it was a fight that he intended to win. Besides, even if the other person DID kill him, it wasn't like it was going to be something that he wouldn't be able to recover from, unlike if his opponent was killed. Besides, this was a fire god slayer, one of his favorite elements to manipulate. Finally, the cue to come onto the arena could be heard and he stepped out into the sunlight.

"Representing Erebos, the god who flies upon wings of song, Haruna Karmichalls!" He revealed himself to the audience for the first time, wearing high leather boots with combat fatigues tucked into them. Ontop of that he wore his leather armor, with special protection around his neck to avoid it being damaged. His face was hidden by the shadow of his fedora, and as he moved out into the arena his hands went to his holsters, pulling out his guns and firing a shot from each into the air, before spinning them around his fingers and blowing the steam off of the barrels. He was a natural showman.

[Nabil]

Nabil leaned against his entrance of the arena, surrounded by three of the five top mages of Sabertooth. " Dude you better not lose. " joked Jyuki, playfully punching Nabil's arm. His eyes lifted and landed on the blonde hair man in front him, his arms unfolded and fell casually to his side. " No worries. I'll set the sky ablaze and leave him homeless. " his voice as usual was condescending and balanced. Than a big, bulky guy look out the entrance way as the announcer introduced Nabil's opponent. " He sure is at ease for going against a Sabertooh mage. " he pointed out with his deep, husky voice. Together the four them had made up the currently strongest members in Sabertooth and though he was surprised by their visit, he was also glad they had came; something he would never show or tell them.

Than his cue was given for him. " And representing Amateratsu, the goddess that rules of the burning sun, Nabil ! " He leaned off the wall and the others stepped out of his way. " That's me. " he told them, walking out into the sun and lifting a hand to say goodbye. " This should be fun. " he thought to himself. His platted armor was sleek on his body and the cyan colored cloak on his left shoulder flowed slightly at the calling of the wind. He stopped only a few feet from the man representing the Wind God, Erebos.

Nabil gazed at the man with stabbing, deep-colored, sapphires for eyes. He was unfazed by the man's show and held no hint of worry in them. " Are you sure you want to fight a God that burns everything ? It could mean the end your flying days. " he told him, his fist loosely clenched by his side. Nabil's eyes suddenly dilated and his black flames burst around him, the heat raising his waist cloak and hair into the air.

The crowd seemed shock for a moment than claps begin to vibrate the air. It seemed they were excited about the match.

Spoiler:

Magic Pool ~ 95/100

[Haruna]

The man standing across from him was cocky, so cocky that he was giving Haruna a run for his money. The fire going across his back was, admittedly, impressive, but it wasn't like Haruna actually cared a jot about it. Walking further into the arena, the cheering was loud and rapturous. Through it, there formed a dark smile on Haruna's face. Something that held a strangely corrupt feel to it.
"Oh, you simple fool. Many people have said they would end my flying days, and a few of them succeeded. But the thing about ending is that you can always pick up where you stopped. But, could you stand back up after I beat your ass black and blue? Trust me, your friends will drop you like a stack of bricks. You sabertooth fucks are so full of yourself, I'll make sure you won't feel the crippling depression." Then the commentators spoke again.

"This fight today is a one-on-one brawl! Don't stop until your opponent is down for the count! GO!" With that, the fight started quickly, much to the love of the audience. They loved to see fights in this arena, and many of them had bet huge amounts of money, bets equal on both sides. The pure strength of Nabil, or the wisdom and manipulation of Haruna. They were equal in strength, even though they had heard legends of Boreas and his ability to destroy entire villages in a single second. Although, they were likely just myths so they couldn't act off of them. The fight started with the first spell being launched by Haruna. Black winds started forming around his arms, blocking them out of sight as the winds grew and grew, before slamming them together and letting them out as a huge torrent of wind, moving at 10 m/s over the 10 meters gap, making it bigger than Nabil himself.

92/100:

[Nabil]

The dark flames around Nabil grew and crackled with the intense heat it was producing. Nabil's eyes grew with anger at the man's words. Who the hell was he to talk about Sabertooth. Nabil would make sure to sear his mouth shut later. " Shut your damned mouth and prove it. I'm done talking. " his voice leaked with venom, his fist now fully clenched and tensed up. After the man's mouth had shut the announcer had stepped in again and it was time for the fight to begin.

Nabil had stood his ground ready to make the first blow, his anger seething and his body acting off of infuriated instinct. As soon as the words had left the announcers mouth, Nabil had leaped back a couple of feet and clapped his hands together at his side. His expression still livid, he quickly ripped them apart and grabbed the lance made of black flames by the middle of its body. Though, it had seem the man had intended on attacking first as well, either way Nabil was to angered to think of backing down. " I'll kill him, I'll kill him. " he repeated to himself as he cocked the javelin of flames back and threw it towards the dark winds that was tumbling towards him. The lance tunneled towards the wind than exploded upon contact.

A black sphere of fire appeared on Nabil's side and sent a shock of gravel up in the air. Nabil lifted his arm in defense than waited for the mess to clear out. " Your not the only God in Earthland. " he growled to himself. He wasn't one for charging in without a clear sight of his opponent so he would wait for the man to show himself again.

Spoiler:

Magic Pool ~ 85/100

[Haruna]

Ooh, this guy was getting feisty! Haruna smiled quietly to himself as his wind currents were shattered apart by the man's spear, the resulting cloud of gravel and smoke filling the arena and blocking out the view of the crowd, who were clearly confused by what was going on.
"And things haven't slowed down at all in the arena today, as the match gets quickly under way. Seems like Haruna's attack broke apart Nabil's own, leaving a cloud of debris that neither combatant can see through. What will happen now whilst the smoke's still up."
Haruna took the opportunity to spring into action, his hands flying to his pistols, pulling them back out of their holsters and flipping a switch on them, his hands glowing softly as they concentrated magical energy into the pistols, before firing a shot from each.

The high-powered shot grew and grew as it moved over the arena, turning into two large balls of air that sucked up the gravel and the sand of the arena, clearing the gap between them and launching at 15 m/s at Nabil before they finally got big enough for each one to swallow him whole if he didn't move out of the way in time. They only appeared a second or two before arriving infront of him, having cut through the field of smoke.
"And it seems Haruna used the destruction as a smoke screen for his own attack! But what else could be expected from the god of manipulation himself?!?"

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[Nabil]

Smoke had blocked the vision of the crowd and gravel rained down in small bits from the explosion of black fire and dark wind clashing. As everything came to a calm, Nabil looked up, the dust still obscuring his vision partially. His blue eyes strained to look through the darkness, than little by little the sound of wind massing together started to consume the arena. The smoke was blown apart as the shots drew closer. " What will Nabil do ? How will he get out of this ? " The announcer commentated.

" How will I get out of this ? " his thoughts were rhetorical and cocky. His hands raised chest level and two spheres of black flames appeared above each of them. " Running is not the way of fire. The way of fire ..." " Is simply destroying anything that dares oppose it !! " his voice roared, thrusting both spheres towards the bullets of air, and than rapidly sending two more. The shots of black flames once again exploded upon contact, and the air bullets were big, so just for good measure Nabil had sent two more.

Tails of dust flew out from the center of the explosions. He took a step forward, another sphere held up in his left hand, his gaze was calm, yet held deadly intent behind them. He tossed the shot through the dust and towards the directions the wind bullets had came from earlier. It traveled at 5 m/s , parting the thin smoke and the explosion that followed had cleared the rest from the arena.


Nabil stood calm while his cloak flowed viciously behind him, his eyes forever observant. The crowd was silent for a moment then the announcer stepped in and spoke up. " Ah- Wow ! I wasn't expecting that. Our two mages are going blow for blow. Seems like Nabil's destructive power is going far in this match. "

Spoiler:

Magic Pool ~ 75/100

[Haruna]

Alright, honestly he'd not expected that. The airbullets had been intercepted by Nabil's own attack, once again causing a cross of explosions to end up destroying each other. It was rather impressive, and even Haruna was impressed, smiling softly to himself. He was actually having to work for this, normally he'd complain about something like this but this wasn't mere tediousity, it was exciting! Even the crowd was getting pumped up.
" Ah- Wow ! I wasn't expecting that. Our two mages are going blow for blow. Seems like Nabil's destructive power is going far in this match. "

Of course, whilst it might not appear it, Haruna himself was known for some pretty strong offensive skill, but right now he was manipulating the entire force of the battle. This man was strong, so he had to keep ripping magic out of him. The next spell would be a brilliant one at doing just that
"You know, Nabil, I thought you were going to be a push over. Easy money." He knocked the tip of his fedora up with the barrel of his gun.
"But how about you and me make a bet? The loser has to do whatever the winner wants, no matter what it is. You game, Flame-boy?" he asked with a cocky click of his tongue.

This was all part of his plan, now there was one thing that he needed to do. Throwing his pistols up into the air, he slammed his hands together, black wind started filling the arena, specifically around Nabil. Whilst Haruna caught the pistols again, the dark winds were getting more intense. Slowly they got higher and thicker and faster, until a large tornado was surrounding him, trapped inside the eye of the storm, the walls barely large enough to move against without touching.
"Oh, and this is Haruna's signature move! The first stage of Twister of the Sky God! It's said that Ares taught him this move as his basic combat essential! Can even the heat of Nabil's flames live up to this beautiful piece of magic?"

86/100:

[Nabil]

By now Nabil's Sabertooth teammates had made their way into one of the private viewing boxes. Jyuki leaned against the railing, his butt out as he cuffed his chin and smiled softly at the match. " Oh Ooo. Looks like our boy Nabil's in a bit of a bind. " he told the others as the tornadoes of darkness begin to whip the boy's blonde hair. The dark-skinned brute ran out and slammed his hands on the railing. " YOU BETTER NOT LOSE NABIL !!! KICK HIS ASS !!! " Behind them sat the two calmest of the group, even calmer than Nabil. A beautiful raven haired woman, who's hair was braided tightly down her back, leaned on her crossed legs. " He'll find a way out. Nabil is among the our top strongest. " she stated. " Agreed, Lets just watch guys. " A crimson haired slim male said, standing up to stretch his back, looking somewhat bored.

The twisters had wreaked havoc inside the stadium and the crowd had their eyes glued to the match. They could barely contain their bystander passion as the tornadoes begin to surround him.

Nabil stood calm as the deathly colored twisters drew in on him, his eyes looked up at the one in front of him and his hands dropped to his side casually, partially out of concern for them, and partially because he knew what his next move was. Inside the eye of the storm, Nabil's short hair shook violently and his cloak; if not for his quick right hand, would have drug him into the body of the storm.

" Impressive spell, but not even this can snuff out Amateratsu's will " His flames of black begin to flicker around his empty left hand and than on his right, suddenly turning his cloak to ashes to eliminate the risk it caused. Done away with his cloak, Nabil brought his hands to his side, pushing out torrents of dark flames that shot him up the eye of the storm quickly. He twisted his body, careful not to touch the inside of the tornado until he rose out the eye.

Nabil rose out the twister and wasted no time pushing himself towards the grounded Haruna. He was ready for battle, his hands engulfed with the gloves of black fire that were his magic. He said nothing as he cocked his fist and prepared to slam it into the face of the wind mage, even while his flames flared behind him in tails of destruction.

Spoiler:

Magic Pool ~ 65/100

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