WARNING: This is a PvP battle from olden times before "safety methods" were added which means it will seem A LOT more violent than normal PvP...You have been warned. Also I had to make up a maiden name for Sylvia Drake, hope you guys don't mind :P.
Miranda SwiftSong grinned over at her best friend "You realize you're about to lose, right?"
Her friend, Cyrus Drake, hardly noticed her words as he adjusted his helmet "Miranda don't taunt me when I'm preparing for PvP"
Miranda stuck out her tongue laughing at Cyrus's enraged reaction.
"Malistaire is more fun" she taunted grinning even wider as Cyrus's entire face got red "Now come on Cy' worrying so much is going to make you grumpy and bald when you're all grown up"
Cyrus put his hand on the inch of silvery black hair he still had "Whatever"
"Oh look time for our match" Miranda said smiling "Malistaire, Sylvia and Gloria are coming, right?" Miranda asks
"Of course" Cyrus replies "They always want to see which one of us wins"
"Maybe we can switch it up and you can win this time" Miranda said innocently "It'd be a nice change"
"It really would" Cyrus replies smirking
Miranda quickly adjusts her dragonspyre based helmet as well knowing the second they stepped into that arena they were no longer friends but foes, ready to defeat each other.
"Let's go" Miranda says in a voice oddly serious
"Alright" Cyrus replies
The pair's friends Malistaire Drake, Sylvia LifeDust and Gloria Krendell were already smiling and waving in the benches of the arena.
"Ready?" Cyrus asks
Miranda runs over her safety one last time to make sure she isn't badly injured or anything in this match and replies "Ready"
Her pet Brave Hound appears by her side at once, it's trained to have spell proof, spiretly and unicorn so it's a fairly good pet despite the horrid talents it would usually give. Cyrus had a pet minotaur with very similar talents.
The match begins with a whistle blow and Miranda goes into full war mode. She extends her hand letting the sword held in her hand until that moment float in the air. Cards floated around it whilst Miranda decided which card she should use. Finally deciding on a Death Blade she used it and passed. Cyrus himself used a Myth Blade.
The next round there was still a lack of good cards, Miranda smirked noticing her two power pips and Cyrus's one power pip and normal pip. She'd be able to hit harder faster. She wished Spirit Blade would show up, clenching her jaw she decided to take a swing at Cyrus with her sword. He was already prepared for this though and held up his staff in defense. Miranda smirked, he was so predictable, she faked trying to hit down lower and managed to hit his shoulder right in the spot where his armor was a bit dented. He howled with pain as a bit of the sword punctured his shoulder and the rest of his armor jerked with vibration protesting on being hit so hard. He glared daggers at Miranda and quickly began shooting balls of myth energy at her out of his staff Miranda managed to dodge most of them but one knocked off her helmet (which she quickly got off the ground as it is extremely important to be properly protected) the other hit her fairly hard in the chest. Concern flitted through Cyrus's eyes but it didn't last very long as this was PvP…You forgot you were friends with the person in PvP and just went all out on them.
A few more rounds went by, not much happened. Miranda's pet managed to heal her up a bit making up for where the Myth balls had hit as did Cyrus's pet. Both wizards had bladed up quite a lot and a few traps had been placed on both of them. Cyrus looked extremely angry glaring at his best friend blood was still trailing down his neck despite being healed a bit by his pet. Miranda also managed to cast lots of Tower and Myth Shields to the extreme displeasure of Cyrus.
Meanwhile, in the stands, Malistaire was watching his brother intently. Cyrus and Miranda were both evenly matched and it was hard to tell who would be the victor this time. Gloria and Sylvia was excitedly chatting next to each other about photographs they wanted to place in the scrapbook they had decided to make, they wanted to be able to look back on their old times and smile.
"Who do you think will win?" Malistaire asks his eyes wide as he watched his twin brother cast a treasure card Myth Blade on himself
"I hope Cyrus wins" Malistaire turns around surprised, Heather RavenFeather is sitting behind them "He's a really strong wizard"
"Hi Heather" Sylvia smiles
"Hey Heather" Gloria says
"Hello" Heather replies
Malistaire looks away from the girls and turns intently towards the match once again. Miranda is trying to hit Cyrus with a sword again and has managed to knock the staff out of his hand.
"Come on Cy'!" Malistaire shouts "Don't give up now!"
Back on the battlefield, Cyrus's heart is pumping out of his chest. He has no possible way to dodge the incoming assault as his staff has been thrown on the floor across the arena, he dodges another sword strike, Miranda once again hits a weak point in his armor, this doesn't have as much effect but Cyrus does hiss in pain. He quickly dodges a head blow.
With her in PvP I'm surprised the Theurgists don't have up to their heads in patients Cyrus thought smirking
Malistaire is cheering him on in the stands giving Cyrus even more energy to keep going, Malistaire was always a pain in the neck but when it came to PvP he was always very supportive and really got into every single match he watched but he always took special interest to the matches between Cyrus and Miranda. As Miranda's sword attack continued Cyrus took notice to the way she hesitated a bit before each blow like she didn't want to risk harming her friend. Cyrus decided to use this to his advantage. If he could turn off her super warrior mode for just a moment it might be all he needed to gain the upper hand.
He clutched the spot in his stomach where Miranda had just hit, it didn't really hurt that much, it was more of a dent in the armor than anything else.
"Oh my god Miranda…" Cyrus says widening his eyes till their the size of ping pong balls
"What's wrong?" worry flitted through Miranda's own eyes
Cyrus wants to smirk at her and laugh "Haha gotcha!" just to rub it in her face but he doesn't, he groans "I think you might have broken one of my ribs"
"CYRUS! DON'T DIE!" Malistaire screams from the stands
Thanks brother, didn't need that tip off Cyrus mentally mutters
"Cyrus do you want to quit?" Miranda asks looking concerned
Cyrus noticing his opening and says quickly "Nope, but thanks for falling for my trick"
Before Miranda can do much else Cyrus dives towards his staff behind her and picks up the wood in his hands grinning.
"That was a dirty trick!" Miranda accuses "I thought you were really hurt!"
Cyrus shrugs "All's fair in PvP and War"
Miranda glares.
The next round Miranda casts a Wraith spell, with her blades it saps away quite a lot of Cyrus's health and heals quite a few of her wounds. To make up for it Cyrus used Earthquake quickly taking the blades she had left and all her shields. Miranda growls angrily, Cyrus was really getting on her last nerve here.
I'm going to punch him so hard she thought Oh wait no…I've got a better idea
Rounds later more blades have been cast on both sides and minor hits and heals have been made. No more shields have been cast but Cyrus is getting extremely worried by the number of pulsing yellow pips circling Miranda.
Finally, Miranda begins drawing the death symbol, she smiles evilly as Dr. Von's monster spell appears. Cyrus tries to get out of the way of the attack but it hits, hard too. Miranda gains even more health back. Cyrus heals himself with a Satyr treasure card and quickly uses an enchanted Minotaur card to try to take away the health Miranda had just gotten back. With the blades he had on it did do quite a lot but Miranda quickly responded with another Wraith, this one didn't do quite as much due to Cyrus's heavy resist and the fact she had no blades and only a Death Trap on her friend.
Cyrus notices suddenly out of the corner of his eye Heather is waving from the stands. He smiles at her trying not to let her distract him from his battle but he can't help wanting to talk to her, she was a really nice person for a diviner. Not as loud or obnoxious as most and Cyrus had never really seen her show off to anyone, she was fairly cool in his opinion, for both a diviner and a girl. Mostly all Sylvia and Gloria wanted to talk about was fashion or pets or some other girly thing. Miranda wasn't nearly as bad but Heather…Well she was absolutely awesome, she liked talking about everything he did and sometimes she helped him out by crafting him clothes. That was what friends were for, right?
Miranda used Cyrus's 10 second distraction to her advantage quickly using a weak ghoul spell, this however did catch him by surprise and the shovel of the ghoul nailed him right in the nose. Miranda caught her laughter just in time as Cyrus yelped clutching his now bleeding nose. His minotaur took this as a reason to heal him and the bleeding was clotted and gone within a period of about 30 seconds.
Malistaire was still cheering on his friends in the crowds, Heather thought this was a bit strange. She'd never really understood PvP, how could people enjoy a sport where their friends hurt each other. It didn't matter though she guessed it was still a very popular sport so she didn't care to complain despite how much she disagreed with it.
"Heather are you okay?" Heather looks up to see Sylvia's concerned face
"I'm fine" Heather replies
"You don't look fine" Sylvia says as Miranda casts another wraith spell on Cyrus
"PvP battles just disturb me sometimes" Heather replies shrugging "It's really no big deal"
Gloria frowns "Hmm...Strange. I do like PvP but it really stinks when our friends get hurt"
Heather sighs "Yeah. I guess. But you know something"
"What?" Sylvia asks
"When I grow up I'm going to have 4 kids. 2 sons. 2 daughters. Valkoor, Blaze, Danielle and Lindsey. I have no doubts about that. But when they're born none of them will be playing this barbaric PvP game" Heather says
Sylvia and Gloria both laugh, Gloria says "Heather you have too much planned out"
"It's not planned by me" is all Heather replied turning her attention back to the PvP
Cyrus meanwhile is getting a bit tired despite the 4 sprite heals glowing around him.
"We have to finish this" Miranda says
"Gladly" Cyrus smirks quickly drawing the Myth Symbol, the many blades around him disappear as Medusa attacks Miranda
Miranda tries her best not the let the spell effect her but she feels her entire go rigid. Dang stun...
2 Rounds Later Cyrus has hit her with a surprisingly strong Troll spell and had cast a myth blade around himself. Miranda feels her body able to move again...
Okay Drake your dead now Miranda thought
Clenching a treasure card wraith card in her hand she throws it down. Cyrus's pupils dilate with fear before he is knocked out all together. He feels something warm sprouting on his chest, probably blood.
That wasn't supposed to happen!