The city was aflame.
Burning magma covered the structures, melting metal running down into the once thriving city. Languishing flames devoured the remains of what once were buildings. Rubbles fell from the sky. A dark, ominous cloud hung over the destroyed civilization like a bad omen.
Sadly, the worst had yet to come.
Deep inside this battlefield, shielded from the world by the hellish flames, two figures flew around each other, golden eyes locked together in a eternal struggle. Both were fairly humanoid, with long, reptile tails, small, triangular ears and skinny frames. Hovering in midair, they stared into each other's gaze, waiting.
Deep black fur, hallowed in nature. The very air itself seemed to shiver around the creature as it stood on nothingness, eyes fixed on its counterpart. The being's tail swayed gently behind it, the fire burning around it parting at each lazy stroke.
The second one. Bright, blinding bright fur that bleed red like the walls of this destroyed city. While it's counterpart's expression was soft and neutral, it's own was the complete opposites. Terrifying fangs barred and sharp talons flexing at its fingertips, it's own eyes, much like its opponent, was as bright as the sun itself. But, while the other's aura was cool and collected, it's eyes shone with pure insanity and bloodlust.
"You went too far this time, Brenajlok."
The red one snarled angrily at the other's words.
"This is neutral territory, Rasgnarök. You have no say here."
The other's blazing eyes narrowed.
"That's where you are wrong. You know this is part of my territory. You're trespassing...and not only that..." The darker being pointed at the fiery hell below with a single, razor sharp talon, displeasure evident on his face.
"Only I have the right to destroy this world, brother."
Nothing but the crackling of fire was heard as a reply.
Suddenly, a monstrous roar rose from the red one's mouth like a great wave sweeping away the tension between the two beings. Flaring to life as quickly as a fire doused in oil, bright white energy gathered around the red one's body, the shinning light burning bright like a sun. With a shrieking wail, the humanoid fired a bolt of hot, burning light, the following assault creating a resounding shockwave that flattened the city beneath them entirely.
Except a curtain of black flames pushed the enraged being's attack aside, and from the burning fire that remained emerged a massive, three headed beast with blazing golden eyes covered in pitch black fur. The monster reared back, screeching, wings flying wide open as it fired a torrent of burning black magma at the far smaller creature, who raised his arms and swatted away the flames with his own white ones.
Then, as if the battle couldn't escalate more, the red creature started growing, developing bulging limbs and massive bat-like wings akin to its brethren. It grew the similar three heads and narrow, razor teeth dripping with saliva emerged from each mouth. Sharp claws grew out of its four-fingered paws, and it roared, hot white fire bellowing out of its throats.
Both winged devils raised themselves on their back legs and screamed at each other, towering over the landscape like unmovable mountains. The beasts pounced upon each other, the red one's demented rage radiating like a toxic substance, while the darker one fought with determination, hoping to hold his stand in this desolated, barren world it would not give to the other.
Flesh and skin fell down to the devastated battleground, blood spilled and painted the scorched earth, but none of the opponents were willing to give up as they're clawed, bit and spat fire at each other. Both had lost two of their heads, their wings were mangled beyond recognition and the red one's tail and left arm had been severed from a lucky opening. But the black furred deity was not boding well either; his chest was severely injured with deep carves and one of his eyes were punctured to the brain. If it hadn't been immortal, it would have been long dead.
Both being were ready to collapse, to give out under the exhaustion of this battle...
...but not yet.
Their remaining eyes flashed to life and the two creatures shrieked, opening their maws wide open in a same, fluid movement. Their respective energy, black and white, gathered inside the teeth-filled jaws until two orbs the size of a small town formed. Then, the deities fired, provoking a earth-shattering boom that made the very fabric of existence tremble and fear.
For the eternal battle between the twin children of Yggdrasil had started anew.
