Dueling: Harry Vs. Voldemort

Part 4:

Harry grinned and took a deep breath and slowly started to close his eyes. Voldemort continued to cough up blood; gradually it dripped off his lower lip spattering on the ground. The wind started to change directions again this time flowing with Harry and making Voldemort wince as the cold air touched his harden face. Harry stood there not looking at his opponent just seeing something through his mind feeling the natural energies around his body. Flowing like wine the mist started to gather around Harry's body and form a small light shield that slowly started to cover around him. Voldemort looked shocked and surprised and tried to summon up any energy that he had left in him. Harry looked over to Voldemort, smiling as he slowly walked to him gracefully and without fear. Voldemort looked prideful yet in his red beady eyes he looked as scared as a person could be when they have lost the match and it was certain death.

"Do you give up?" Harry asked again looking a bit more unstable then before.

"I would die before I give it all up to you." Voldemort let out before closing his eyes knowing that it was certain doom for him.

"So be it." Harry said in a god like figure.

Harry looked at Voldemort just standing there holding his rib cage and slowly moved closer. Voldemort slowly started to move back, the white mist started to rise with each step. Harry continue his movement pushing Voldemort back, the mist shield that was around him swirled around his body making a small funnel of wind that Harry seemed to enjoy. Voldemort took another step back and felt that the ground wasn't there any more; Harry cornered him to the edge.

"It's time for you world to end now Voldemort, You can no longer harm instant people, me or my friends. Today is your last day on earth, not even the gods can save you from this fate." Harry said in a deep voice. Voldemort couldn't say anything; he was barely balancing the edge. Slowly Harry pulled back his hands cupping them at the side of his waist. The mist slowly twirled around his body and started to gather up inside his palm of his hand. Building for his last assault Harry stood there trapping Voldemort on the edge powering up something so powerful it would destroy the mind and body of Voldemort.

"It's time for you to end…" Harry said clearly as the light of day, slowly the mist around his body transferred into his palm and then became a grey ball. With a great burst of light and dark the ball hits Voldemort straight in the chest knocking him completely off the platform and through the misty clouds.

(Thank you for reading)