Oh-ho-ho, Duel time is it? Hmm... tricky, tricky...
Yuuri and Berias were standing in the middle of the now cleared field, glaring at each other.
'You better not lose you wimp!' Wolfram had yelled at Yuuri earlier. Morgif moaned to get Yuuri's attention. Yuuri glanced at Morgif, and he seemed to also be telling Yuuri not to lose.
Yuuri closed his eyes and whispered, "Don't worry, I won't lose. I promise."
"The duel between the Demon King Yuuri Shibuya and Shimaron's king's guard, Berias, will now commence!" Dorcascos announced, then ran off to the safety of the hills that everyone was waiting anxiously on. Berias drew his two swords and Yuuri drew Morgif in response.
Kristin stood on the same hill as Wolfram and said, "Trust him, he won't lose."
Wolfram jumped, then turned to glare at her. "Who invited you?" Wolfram asked.
"No one, so I decided to come anyway." She replied wearing one of her mischivious smiles.
Wolfram raised an eyebrow, then turned his head and 'hmph!'-ed. He looked back at Yuuri and Berias. Yuuri, you baka, you better not lose...
"I will not lose." Berias said as he raised his sword.
"Neither will I." Yuuri said as he took a fighting stance.
Berias charged at him and Yuuri immediatly blocked some of his attacks while dodging the others. Yuuri jumped backwards and away from Berias since he knew that he was simply wasting his energy. He needed to go on the offensive, or at least get rid of one of Berias's swords...
He remembered something from the first time he came to Shin Makoku and realized he could do it again, except he could add maryoku. Yuuri took a stance that baseball players use when they're about to swing their bat, then he focused his Maryoku on the blade of his sword and changed it to wind element type. Sharp and strong. Berias was weary of what Yuuri was doing, but attacked anyway. Yuuri swung Morgif and cut one of Berias's swords clean in half.
"That should even things out a bit." Yuuri said smugly.
Berias looked at him in shock, then anger.
"Tah-dah, I trained him well." Kristin said smugly from behind Wolfram.
"I still haven't forgiven you for kidnapping Yuuri." Wolfram said.
"What? So you're angry at me? Like I'd care." Kristin said.
"More like sorry." Wolfram said.
Kristin was now confused and asked, "Sorry for what?"
"I know your past." Wolfram said.
Kristin was shocked, but then said bitterly, "Don't ever feel sorry for me for that. My past is none of your concern." She immediatly left before Wolfram could say anything else.
But, Wolfram asked himself, "Does she even know his soul is still alive?..."
Back at the duel, Yuuri and Berias were evenly matched in their sword fighting skills.
Berias decided he would resort to Hoyoku (Or whatever that other type of magic is called -.-lll) but Yuuri read his mind and knew what he was planning. He immediatly held up his hand and said, "Fire Maryoku!" A fire dragon was summoned from his hand and it went towards Berias. He dodged and cut the head off the fire dragon. "Tch." Yuuri tch-ed.
The battle continued with a mix of illusions, fire, water and earth magics, but neither side would admit defeat.
Wolfram was very anxious because now, he saw his fiancee was stronger, but he had his limits and he was near them, but so was Berias. Come on Yuuri, don't lose. Wolfram thought to himself.
On the battlefield, Yuuri heard Wolfram's thoughts. Wolfram... Yuuri thought to himself. He then glared at Berias and said, "Gomen, but you're going to lose."
He then rushed forward and used the last of his Maryoku to create wind maryoku around Morgif again, and broke Berias's other sword. He then put his sword to Berias's throat.
"King Yuuri wins!" Dorcascos announced. Everyone that had been watching cheered and started heading towards the victor. Wolfram ran over to Yuuri and kissed him. Yuuri was surprised at first, but then deepened the kiss. The crowd awed and the priest said with a smile, "I now pronounce you man and wife."