Laharl swiped his sword releasing a gust of wind that blow the smoke away he looked around confused Zar'roc was nowhere to be seen. then he looked up there in the sky was Zar'roc flying on two black reptilian wings crimson flight membranes the color of fresh blood. Laharl's scarf morphed into wing shape and he rose level with Zar'roc. "well you can fly now you're just full of surprises" Zar'roc thought then shot a ball of blazing black hellfire at Laharl who met it head on with another overlords wrath causing another explosion and another burst of smoke. Zar'roc used the distraction and dove though the smoke Nemisis extended aimed at Laharl's heart. At the last second the smoke cleared slightly reveling Zar'rocs incoming attack to Laharl who instead of dodging locked Zar'roc in a duel stance swords pressing together with inhuman strength. Zar'roc broke the stance and slashed narrowly missing Laharl's chest in the arc turning Zar'roc around in mid air Laharl saw the opening and stabbed for Zar'rocs back but his attack was blocked by an invisible force that stopped Zar'rocs spinning and gave him the momentum he needed to get away. Zar'roc turned and vaulted of Laharl's sword just as it was relised and flipped stopping again on the other side of the arena. "Not bad" Zar'roc shouted and lunged for Laharl who parried Zar'rocs attack and slashed landing another scratch on his arm which healed instantly and relised another feather. The exchange of blows continued nearly all of Zar'rocs attacks blocked by Laharl's bigger sword and Zar'roc suffering several small wounds all healed. After awhile Zar'roc got bored and swatted the sword from Laharl's hand and sent it spiraling to the ground. Laharl dove after it and Zar'roc just floated there after retrieving his sword Laharl glared up at Zar'roc as he called "looks like were evenly matched." "Like hell we are" Laharl shouted. "I know from the start that you had something up your sleeve so I wasn't fighting my hardest and now I know neither were you." "Smart" Zar'roc thought to him then shouted "Laharl do you remember saying you could beat me." Zar'roc asked in a mocking tone. "Yes" Laharl said wary of what might happen next. "well two things" Zar'roc said sheathing Nemisis "you might be able to beat me if you thought more strategically but you can't beat me as long as I have this" Zar'roc said unbuckling a strap and removing the long black leather tube from his back and flashing the red symbol on the cap at his cousin. Laharl turned pale "is that what I think it is" he asked. Zar'roc smiled evilly and said "yes my legendary staff Zicronium" at the mention of the name the symbol glowed blood red and the sound of chains snapping could be heard over the now silent crowed. As the cap clicked open something swaddled in a cloth made of lead floated out and into Zar'rocs other hand as he strapped the tube back on his back Zar'roc removed the cloth and tossed it over his shoulder as it burst into flames. There in his hand was Zicronium the staff of oblivion the weapon forged in hellfire and with Zar'rocs own blood a weapon made for the beauty of the chaos it left in its wake. Its entire length was black with red spiderwebing veins like Nemisis the end was sharpened to a death point and the top was adorned only with a jagged ruby and several sharpened silver spines radiating out from the center giving it the look of a demonic flower. Then Zar'roc pointed it down at Laharl with the all the authority of fate and smiled a smile filled with evil glee. "Happy now" Zar'roc asked Laharl only gripped his sword tighter then launched himself towards Zar'roc his sword extended. Zar'roc started muttering and black energy played across the ruby then focused on the tip and arced towards the oncoming threat Laharl twisted in midair narrowly avoiding the blast and falling to the ground seconds before the sphere of force hit the ground and turned gray then flickered out of existence taking a chunk of the ground with it. Zar'roc cursed silently to himself as Laharl got to his feet and Zar'roc started muttering again and shot several more blasts of varying shapes and sizes each one getting closer and closer. when the last one Zar'roc shot missed Laharl by only a hairs breath Zar'roc was done he focused harder putting more force behind the blast and then released it a small scythe shape blast shot at lightning speed down towards Laharl who had no time to dodge so he did the only thing he could and tried to block the blast and pray that the magic in the blade was enough to stop the blast. It wasn't as the spell devoured half the magic in the sword and left a sickle shaped hole in before it disappeared. "You seem to be getting tiered why don't you quit now" Zar'roc said. Laharl glared up at Zar'roc it was a glare that would have made anyone else flee in fear but Zar'roc only chuckled "I'll take that as a no" Zar'roc said and spun Zicronium in his hand so the sharpened tip was pointing at Laharl. Laharl laughed "come on Zar'roc you know me bet then that and I know you and this still isn't your best so come on and do your worst" Laharl said. Zar'rocs face grew serious "you can't handle my worst" Zar'roc said. "Come on I told you to fight me at full power it's not a good fight unless you fight your hardest" Laharl said. Zar'roc sighed "very well but I did worn you" he said. Then replaced Zicronium in its case and held his hands to the sky and all hell broke loose.