Ace Brookes was woken up by a light tapping on his room’s paper sliding door. His eyelids felt heavy as ever as he struggled to open his eyes and reply to the B&B host. It was apparent that the old couple were Joyan from the way they decorated their house. It was elegant, neat and comfy. Plus it didn’t come with a hefty price tag as the young mage needed all the jewels he could save at the moment.

Before he even knew it, his eyes were already closed again as his mind dived into a nice peaceful state and his body embraced by the warm stuffy air. He has been working overtime these past couple days and his body just needed that extra rest. However, the young Rune Knight had to prove himself to his superiors. This was going to be his best shot at getting promoted and he wasn’t planning on blowing it at all. All he had to do was straighten up and do a couple more extra quests so the captains are reminded of his presence when considering the candidates. Not as easy as it seems though. Considering he would be the youngest ever Rune Knight to get the title of “seated” at the mere age of fourteen. All these thoughts flooded his head in mere seconds.

His trail of thought was abruptly interrupted. The peaceful silence in his room was disturbed once more with another plain light tap.

“I’m up… I’m up… I swear I’m up.”

He murmured under his breath just loud enough for the old lady to hear him. He rolled out of bed and got ready as fast as he could. The light thudding of his feet against the wooden floor can be heard as he speedily walked through the hallway to the dining area. He had his breakfast in less than ten minutes and went straight for the door. “Thanks for the food. Oh and I won’t be here for dinner” he stated just before slipping his shoes on and leaving the house.

The cold outdoor breeze brushed against his smooth chocolatey skin as he started to stroll through the streets of Magnolia. The young mage had a slightly different plan for today. He was going to dabble with a couple new spell ideas.



Art of Abundance: Silent Blades of the Wind - 383/2000
Methane Overdose – 0/2000
Molecular Lock – 0/3000

Obviously, the most suitable location to try out new spells without accidentally poking someone’s eye out was in Magnolia’s east forest. The young gas mage has been there multiple times before to master his craft. He was well aware of the creatures that lurked deep in that forest and had no intentions of wildly running into one.

He weaved his way through the busy alleyways of Magnolia in attempt to shorten his journey as much as possible. The streets were crowded as usual with all the residents and the travelers, each attending to their own needs on a busy weekday. Shortly after, the gas mage found himself slowly leaving the hustle and bustle of inner Magnolia and was now venturing closer to his destination. The footpath was gone, massive tree trunks scattered across the forest ground. The tree branches intertwined high up over the young mage’s head as he swayed from side to side looking for the perfect spot to commence his training. Knowing how picky Ace is, it was going to take him a while to find a spot he feels comfortable in. His eyes darted all around cautiously as he scanned the area. He rested his hand on a fallen tree branch that was blocking his way and all of a sudden felt it start to rumble. In a flash, he pulled his arm away and was dead still. “What the hell is going on” he whispered to himself. The rumbling only intensified and was coupled with a loud monstrous roar from Ace’s left. His arm heavily leaned over the broken branch as he leapt over it and dashed towards his left. All of a sudden, from behind all the trees that obstructed his view, a huge serpent slithered from underneath the ground. It was way bigger than any snake Ace has ever seen that’s for sure.

The young rune knight was frozen out of intimidation as he gazed at this massive creature. He wondered what had triggered it appear. Just before he could come to any conclusions, he spotted a tall well-built man with silver-ish hair planted right in front of the serpent. Before the gas mage could regain control of his bodily functions, the purple skinned serpent exposed its fangs and darted towards the man. Ace reacted instantly and started running towards the snake-like monster, but the man had already successfully lunged out of death’s way. Ace maintained his speed and kept charging towards the creature’s head which was now very low to the ground. "Go! Run!" Ace shouted at the top of his lungs. The young dark skinned mage leapt in the air and was now about 5 meters away from his target. The gas mage flicked his index finger towards the serpent, sending a small yellow-green pellet in attempt to debuff its endurance. Unexpectedly, the snake pulled away and dodged Ace’s shot. He was now going straight towards the serpent that was focused right back at him. Without thinking, he used his other arm to throw a right hook encased in nitrogen gas at distance from the serpent, but somehow the creature just took the blow and proceeded to knock Ace down violently onto the ground. His left arm took most of the damage as he tumbled on the rough forest floor. He could barely even feel it anymore. The young afro haired boy glanced over in the man’s direction to see if he had given him enough time to run away. Unknowingly if the man was even a mage or capable of fighting back.

After knocking the gas mage down to the ground, the serpent seemed to stay focused on him as it unleashed another loud screeching roar that echoed through the forest.

Spells Used (865/915):

OOC: 1 x D-rank damage has been done to the creature

Art of Abundance: Silent Blades of the Wind - 1003/2000
Methane Overdose – 0/2000
Molecular Lock – 0/3000

His soft delicate skin was now bruised after scraping the harsh forest floor. A light trail of blood marked the few meters where his left arm dragged as he tumbled back. The young Rune Knight still got up strong, showing resilience. To his surprise, the tall male that had been attacked by the serpent was still present. In fact he was right next to Ace and even introduced himself. The gas mage still had his eyes fixed on the giant snake. “Ace. Nice to meet you” he said with his usual frown, unwelcoming any friendliness from strangers usually. Next thing he heard was the man’s plan to take the creature down. So the silver haired mage was willing to help clean up the mess he started. Who knows what kind of action he must’ve done to trigger the snake’s reaction. Could’ve been trying to get the serpent’s laid eggs for tomorrow’s breakfast. That was for Ace to find out after.

Ace nodded briefly and went with it, immediately running around to the snake’s right side. His right arm stuck out to draw closer the abundant gases in the surrounding air then proceeded to clench his fist as he hopped onto the serpent’s body. The abundant gases guided his merely chiseled body as they formed currents of wind just strong enough to defy gravity and allow him to stay pressed onto the snake’s slithering restless figure. Vali, which appeared to be a mage as well, had done a superb job at holding the creature’s head low towards the ground, giving Ace just about enough time to race his way up its bendy figure.

“On three, tug down on its lip with all your might” he stated out loud.

“One…..” His feet planted firmly at the base of the snake’s head as he positioned both of his hands over each other to conjure yet another spell. His left hand shaky and unsteady still managed to be at the base of his spell. “Two…..” The dark skinned mage targeted the oxygen in the environment and manipulated massive amounts of the abundant gas, slipping concentrated blades past one another in synchrony in such a small area. “Three!” He shouted out loud and followed with a grunt. Packed with a forceful thrust of his hands downwards, the gas mage managed to send a stream of shredding gas straight towards the center of the serpent’s head. In hopes to send the creature’s head plunging down towards the rugged forest floor.

Ace’s gravity bending spell was still active after shooting the shredding stream of oxygen, which was eventually going to bring the Rune Knight back onto the snake’s head whether damaged or not.

Spells (790/915):

Art of Abundance: Silent Blades of the Wind - 1449/2000
Methane Overdose – 0/2000
Molecular Lock – 0/3000

The young mage managed to send the snake’s head flying down towards the ground with the help of this young man he’d ran into while venturing deep in the forest. It was all absurd to the young boy, how one minute he was looking for a spot to train his spells and a few minutes later he’s caught up in this battle with the largest snake-like creature he’s ever witnessed, fighting along someone he’d literally just met. As for right now, he was too caught up in the midst of it all to realize just how bizarre it sounded. The main concern for these two right now was to take this creature down by any means before someone got severely injured.

The serpent unleashed a loud thunderous screech after receiving some damage and immediately retaliated by bringing forth its tail to knock Ace off its head. The gas mage turned back only to see the creature’s oversized tail flying towards him. Out of nowhere, Vali popped up a meter or so in front of the Rune Knight and took the blow instead of him. Ace clenched his fist as he watched the silver haired mage get knocked onto the ground. Before he knew it, the snake was once more planning on going for him while he still stood steadily on its head. He heard Vali’s warning in a thick foreign accent as he shot yet another spell towards the serpent. The gas mage lunged backwards as he disbanded his Art of Abundance: Gravity Bender spell. The lunge sent him toppling lightly for another five meters off the snake’s head to about five meters from where Vali stood. It was a good idea to attack it while it was distracted.

The young gas mage wasn’t really sure what his counterpart’s personality was like. Surely he was a brave warrior for standing his grounds and fighting alongside the gas mage, however Ace knew better than to judge a book by its cover. He had no clue what his background was like or what his morals and ethics allowed him to do. Ace was curious to get to know more about this seemingly brave soul. He knew for one that his magic buffed his speed. He’d read about a several classes of magic wielding that allowed a user to do such things before but it was his first time running into such a mage. The young Rune Knight wondered what the man’s full magic potential was like and what it was fundamentally based on to start. These were all topics he was willing to discuss with the other mage for the sake of his own general knowledge and curiosity. However, more than anything, the gas mage felt compelled to test his own skills against those of the other mage in combat. His eyes gleamed with excitement just at the thought of it. It was definitely nothing personal or any hostility by the gas mage, it was just one of his traits. He was competitive by nature; It was hardwired into his brain.

The explosion from Vali’s attack flashed before Ace’s eyes and brought him back to the current matter at hand. “Ahh this…” He murmured to himself. This snake-like creature was starting to get on the nerves of the young mage. The smoke from the explosive spell was beginning to clear. “Vali.” He shouted with his raspy maturing voice, “Let’s put an end to its misery.” He spoke in a way different to most his age; more formal and straightforward. The apprentice ranked Rune Knight hoped that Vali had shared the same vigor as himself. He patiently waited for his partner’s confirmation while he leant on the tip of his toes ready to explode forward at the snake-like creature that was now just five meters in distance from each of them. As soon as he got the go ahead from his partner, Ace sprinted towards the slithering serpent with his fingers spread wide apart from each other while he conjured methane gas throughout his body. The gas then accumulated rapidly throughout his fingertips as he pointed towards his target, firing a needle-like shot of methane to lower the snake’s overall damage tolerance threshold. He immediately backed his first attack by jumping towards the creature and kicking a shot of nitrogen towards its temple. He would’ve still been in the air directed towards it as he would finish off his barrage of attacks with a second kick landing where his first nitrogen kick would.

Spells (715/915):

Art of Abundance: Silent Blades of the Wind - 2000/2000
Methane Overdose – 199/2000
Molecular Lock – 0/3000

OOC: Pre-workout = done... We can chill then spar or whatever

The mage with the oversized afro was too focused on landing his own barrage of attacks to notice what his partner was doing to take the beast down. However, the young mage finished his series of spells and kicks then landed right onto the area where the snake’s head had previously crashed. The twigs and leaves that were in this area were either obliterated or just blow away because there seemed to be no trace to any of them unlike the rest of the forest floor that had been littered with broken branches and dead leaves just as well as shrubs. Ace brought his attention to his partner only to see him going all out with full power, hurling his fists at the serpent’s thick skin, as if he was attempting to rip through its outer coating and expose its inner flesh. What a monster, Ace thought to himself as the man roared in his foreign language. He hadn’t had enough by just taking the creature’s soul, but he also seemed to humiliate it by vandalizing its carcass. The gas mage brought his index finger up to his lower lip in thought, with his eyes still fixated on the seven foot man’s barbaric action. Being the intelligent kid he was, he knew better than to judge Vali. He could’ve come from a long line of hunters who bathe in the blood of their enemies… If anything, it intrigued him.

His partner hadn’t stopped until he was drenched in the creature’s thick blood as Ace had presumed. Drops of it even made it as far as a few inches from Ace’s feet. He casually looked down onto it and crouched to inspect the viscosity of the fluid by dipping two of his delicate little fingers in. The heavy odor had already spread around the area, saving Ace the trouble of sniffing his fingers. His eyes darted back at the silver haired mage as he got off the now rotting carcass.

The knowledge-thirsty Rune Knight had recalled reading a couple books about Icebergian culture and if he had to take one wild guess about where this barbaric warrior was from he’d have to say just that; Iceberg. His thoughts started linking up.





“Yeah it’s all over now.” He replied to the man with a very subtle smile on his face paired with slightly lifted eyebrows. Ace Brookes wasn’t that talkative at all. On the other hand, his thoughts do run wild as he heavily relies on processing masses of information. If someone were to peek into his head they’d most definitely be overwhelmed.

He listened carefully to what the man had to say. “I’m here to do just that. Embrace the danger and train. How about yourself?”


Art of Abundance: Silent Blades of the Wind - 2000/2000
Methane Overdose – 779/2000
Molecular Lock – 0/3000

The afro haired mage stood there with piercing hazel eyes still waiting for his counterpart’s response as he made his way towards him. When the Icebergian mage had gotten to a stop near Ace, it was necessary for the young boy to fully tilt his head backwards to maintain eye contact. When he spoke, his thick accent confirmed Ace’s speculation regarding the man’s ethnicity for sure this time. It turns out he was also here to train and had already suggested that the two mages get their tasks done together. Ace’s full hazel eyes gleamed as his pupil’s dilated. Now that was something he was more interested in. It was a challenge to fend off the giant serpent, but in the Rune Knight’s head, battling off sheer power was nothing that required much skill as much as it did resilience. His tactical mind was one to look over how he can manipulate his delirious gases to aid him in tight combat situations.

It has been a while since the gas mage fully dedicated time to practice and perfect his craft. Perhaps this ‘light spar’ was to show him how far back he has been set and how he needs to polish his noble gas mastery. There was yet one spell that he hasn’t fully tested out yet. This battle might be the true testing grounds for this one. It was one that was supposedly going to drain more magical energy than any other spell he’d cast before. Still, he’s seen more dangerous spells performed right in front of his eyes. This was probably his bridge to a next level of spell casting; one that required more mana and concentration just as much as it did practice and mastery.

“A training session would be interesting…” He stated casually with his eyes rolling elsewhere as he tried to hide how eager he was to train. Vali then extended his right hand out to the gas mage about a foot away from his face. The stench of the serpent’s bloody corpse accompanied the Icebergian’s hand. With a brief pause Ace reached in to his pocket and pulled out a small handkerchief hanging between his index and middle fingers, then pointed it up about an inch from the seven footer’s hand. Whether he took it or not was completely up to him, however Ace meant no harm or insult to the man. He just had no intentions of unnecessarily reeking of serpent blood by the time he got back to the B&B.

Vali had turned back once more, this time hastily walking towards the carcass and cutting up a big chunk of its meat and slamming it on his shoulder. Only to return again and ask Ace if he was hungry. “Sure, I’ll take a slice.” He stated with his eyebrows still arced downwards, “We are cooking it though, right?” His face showed no concern as much as his question did. The gas mage was a warrior indeed. A brave and intelligent warrior, but not one with barbaric or reckless actions. He had his own blend of elegance and monstrosity. The Rune Knight would then give his legs a rest by sitting down with his back pressed against the massive trunk of a nearby tree.

“So, why Fiore out of all places?” There was no harm in getting to know the man before indulging in some serpent meat.


Art of Abundance: Silent Blades of the Wind - 2000/2000
Methane Overdose – 1343/2000
Molecular Lock – 0/3000

Ace let out a slight sigh of relief. Knowing they weren’t going to have ‘serpent sushi’ was definitely something to be happy about. One could argue that Ace was a clean freak in a way. He avoided unnecessary play in the dirt and only dove in when he had to. It wasn’t bad enough to stop him from ripping through the serpent’s flesh, for he knew what had to be done and was well aware of the consequences. Luckily enough he managed to only get drenched in sweat, but who knows what might happen when he faced off against this barbarian. He shuddered at the thought of Vali’s hands rearranging his organs after a gory encounter. He shook his head lightly getting rid of that image.

A chunk of the serpent meat slammed on the ground in front of him as the man answered his question. To the gas mage, that seemed like a cliché answer. Vali probably had his own greater reason which he wasn’t obliged to give to the boy. Ace stared the meat down for a couple seconds and proceeded to shred it into much smaller strips as instructed by the Icebergian. “So there was absolutely no point in not shaking his hand…” he thought to himself.

That was when Vali threw out one of his own questions at the boy. The way his question was phrased told Ace that his counterpart was also an ‘elf’. The gas mage couldn’t help but smirk. “I’ve never met my parents” he said quietly as his thoughts drifted off. “My grandad though, he probably knows, he’s probably proud too” he then continued as his pitch went back to normal. Like any other kid his age, he’d obviously wonder where his parents were at times like these and why his grandfather has been keeping it from him. The tough years he’d spent alone with his grandfather were his cold ruthless answer; his parents simply didn’t care about him. Luckily enough his grandfather put in all the effort, making him into the young man he was today. Heck he was definitely proud of his strong independent serpent eating ass. The gas mage’s mind was at ease as he said “Nah he’s definitely proud” after a long pause. His smirk only grew bigger as he continued to shred the meat.

The meat was all cut into nice even pieces and ready to be cooked. He looked at his partner and seen him still trying to start a fire. The Rune Knight conjured hydrogen gas in mass amounts and held his hands around the twigs that Vali had set up. “Try it now, just a little spark though” he stated. “How about these guilds of Fiore? Ever considered joining any of them?” he then added as he tried to form a better understanding of the man's beliefs.


Art of Abundance: Silent Blades of the Wind - 2000/2000
Methane Overdose – 1816/2000
Molecular Lock – 0/3000

The dark skinned mage was genuinely happy to hear Vali’s remark regarding his grandfather, yet his face barely showed signs of content. It was still enough to show that the boy had appreciated what was said to him. It was hard to read his emotions with a simple glance. The young mage mostly put up a front by constantly frowning, but with a closer look his true emotions can be read through the windows to his soul; his eyes. No matter how inhuman one may seem, their eyes will always express their true intentions and expose their nature. In the case of Ace Brookes his eyes told many stories to those who had the time to stop and read. For being a fourteen year old kid, his innocent and warm hazel eyes sure packed a lot of emotion.

The reflection of the fire that Vali had started can be seen in the young mage’s eyes. He was a Fairy Tail member… No matter how many times Ace had visited the Fairies’ home town, Magnolia, he hadn’t been lucky enough to encounter someone from the renowned guild. “I’ve been looking to meet a Fairy for quite some time now.” He said as he maintained eye contact with the Icebergian mage, “What’s the hype about?” he continued. Ace had heard many stories about this guild’s accomplishments and about how its members all had a rowdy reputation. In fact, Vali’s persona fit perfectly in with the stories he’d heard about the guild. No wonder he was so proud to be one of them. Ace’s question was meant to tease the silver haired mage. He knew that rumors around Fiore told tales of the strongest mages being a part of Fairy Tail. To be honest, that just spiked Ace’s interest in sparring with Vali.

He poked a strip of the tender meat with a long twig and proceeded to cook it slowly over the blazing flame. “I’m a member of the Rune Knights. I was inducted as a Page trainee two years ago and worked my way up ever since” he said while pointing at his left ear lobe that was marked in a royal blue Rune Knights' logo. The gas mage had literally started with a bunch of other kids who had promising futures of being Rune Knights. Somehow he managed to prove himself and break into the hierarchy as the youngest official Page. There was no glory though. It was all tough work. Carrying armors, cleaning the dorm rooms, maintaining their horses. With even more dedication the young Rune Knight was now on the verge of becoming a Seated member. With only fifteen percent of all Rune Knights ever making it that far, he was guaranteed to prove to himself that he was worth more than what his parents labeled him as.

Ace looked down at the meat and inspected it to see if it had cooked properly. “Alright, let’s eat, Vali” he suggested. The more he thought about it the more eager he was to test his skills against a Fairy Tail mage. He sunk his teeth into the first bite of the serpent meat. Surprisingly enough, it wasn’t as bad as Ace thought it would be. The meat sort of melted on the young boy’s taste buds. He was no expert but the more he chewed on the meat the more exotic it began to taste. “Do you reckon we can sell this for much?” he asked as he scrutinized the strip of meat he had cooked.



Art of Abundance: Silent Blades of the Wind - 2000/2000
Methane Overdose – 2000/2000
Molecular Lock – 403/3000

Surprisingly enough, the serpent meat was giving off a completely different taste from what Ace had expected. When Vali had first cut a chunk of the meat Ace thought it was going to be impossible to even consider this as edible food. His hunger had gotten the best of him. To be completely honest anyway the meat gave a completely different texture and odor when cooked. Kind of encouraged Ace to actually give it a chance.

He listened to the silver haired mage’s reaction regarding Ace being a part of the Rune Knights and just shrugged it off. In his head he wanted to tell the man that they don’t actually take kids, but he supposed Vali would figure that out when the spar between the two of them actually starts.

Ace stood up and stuffed his face with the remains of the strip he’d cooked. “Thank you” he replied with a mouthful of food as he walked about a meter or two away from the Fairy Tail mage. The youngster began to stretch and warm up for the spar, not even considering waiting it out until the food started to digest. “Go all out…” he stated with a mouth muffled with food. He quickly swallowed what he had left and continued saying, “May this be a true test for the two of us, so no holding back." His left arm was still marked by dry blood and dirt from the previous fight. It didn’t look like there was anything to hold the gas mage back so he hoped his sparring partner had the same resolve. Especially after eating a thick strip of the succulent meat, his body felt revitalized and his good as ever.

The little afro walked his way to about seven meters from where Vali was sitting and continued warming up as his eyes sparkled with excitement. Ace would wait for his partner to get up, get ready, and make his first move.




Art of Abundance: Silent Blades of the Wind - 2000/2000
Methane Overdose – 2000/2000
Molecular Lock – 729/3000

Ace’s face started to show a fewer array of emotions and seemed to focus more on that knot in his brow. He had no reply for what the other dark skinned mage had asked. Although this was one emotion Ace’s eyes couldn’t conceal; excitement. Ace glimpsed at his opponent’s eyes only to find a different soul that stood across from him than a couple minutes ago. Vali was giving a very serious look indicating that he was ready for battle. Ace was not one to judge, maybe that was just their way of intimidating their prey in Iceberg. The young mage was delighted to hear that Vali won’t be holding back at all.

With about ten meters between them now, Vali taunted the youngster by calling out that he could have the first move. The gas mage still showed no signs of interaction. At this point it was practically useless to have any small talk. It was apparent that both mages were locked in. Ace had already given up his bodily functions to the tactician within. From here on until he had seen the fear in his opponent’s eyes at least or until it was too late for him to save himself.

After a short pause the gas mage lowered his chin slightly so that his eyes peaked at Vali from just underneath his thick arched eyebrows. The young warrior sprinted off in the direction of his opponent as his fist glowed in a neon-like green layer of nitrogen. He shot his right hand forward with about four meters away from the Icebergian. The shot of nitrogen was targeted to land on Vali’s right arm just under his shoulder. The gas mage expected that by doing that he’d most likely land the hit on his opponent had he tried to dodge to Ace’s right. The young Rune Knight wasted no time and immediately slightly swerved left after shooting his Nitro Shot. He was still about three and a half meters from his opponent at this stage and had his left hand open in front of his chest. He carefully anticipated the seven footer’s next move.

Stats:

Spells:

Art of Abundance: Silent Blades of the Wind - 1800/1800
Methane Overdose – 1800/1800
Molecular Lock – 1500/2700

His sparring partner’s reflexes weren’t that bad judging by how quick he was at targeting Ace’s spell. Heck, his aim wasn’t half as bad either. By the time Ace had swerved left his opponent was already taking on his defensive stance and facing the young Rune Knight once again. Ace kept moving in by utilizing his momentum. The gas mage wouldn’t let his opponent rest for a second as he immediately brought his left blood stained palm down over his right and pulled both of them back towards his right hip. Another magic circle had formed between his hands as he shot a pure green stream of shredding oxygen blades towards his opponent’s left half. The stream was 0.5 meters in width which gave Ace enough clearance to aim for Vali’s left abs, chest, arm, shoulder plus whatever was left out to the mage’s right side. (Approximately 0.25 meters of the stream would be sticking out)

Ace immediately followed up his stream by utilizing the height difference between the two mages. He ducked and swiped his left leg as fast as he could about 20 centimeters off the ground to Vali’s right. This was to knock his opponent down by kicking his shins had he tried to move to the left. His sequence of attacks would leave very little room for his opponent to dodge both strikes at once. Ace would keep his eyes focused at his opponent the whole time, wary of any tricks that he might try to pull off.

It was all happening too quick for the gas mage to enjoy himself just yet. He was feeling out his opponent’s abilities still and had hoped that he was true to his word. Ace wasn’t one to be underestimated. Although his size and appearance might tell one otherwise, his intricate magic’s mastery was what set him apart from many others. Not to mention that others expect him to be physically weak as well. He wasn’t particularly one of the strongest, yet his early encounters with his grandfather’s ass beating taught him a thing or two about how he should land his strikes making them that much more effective.

Stats:

Spells:

Art of Abundance: Silent Blades of the Wind - 1800/1800
Methane Overdose – 1800/1800
Molecular Lock – 1860/2700

It was a very close call for the gas mage. Vali had lunged back to reposition himself another 3 meters from Ace and by the time his magic circle had appeared so did Vali’s. The mage from Iceberg had created a spell around his fist and was getting ready to shoot at the same time Ace was. All the gas mage had to do was aim a couple degrees to his left so that the tiny 2 cm ball would clash with the stream. Given they were both C rank spells casted at the same time, the two spells would end up clashing and negating each other.

The gas mage was now around 6 meters from Vali who had just landed from his lunge. The gas mage was quick to keep his left hand up in front of his chest and proceeded by dashing towards his opponent. It seemed as if he was the one hunting the seven footer down while he skipped and danced around to avoid Ace. The gas mage still had nothing to say to the man. He wasn’t one to be distracted easily.

The young man was once again within 3 meters of his opponent but this time he had nowhere to go. Ace had assumed that his opponent’s legs were still recovering from the previous lunge. With that in mind, the young mage threw another Nitro Shot at the man’s left pectoral and kept charging in from his right. The spell moved at 20 m/s so unless the mage lunged out of its way then it was highly unlikely for him to be able to miss this shot. Ace then continued with a left hook to the man’s side, moving it a tad slower than usual in case his opponent tried to reposition after the gas mage’s Nitro Shot would have landed. His right hand steadily rested spread out near his waist.

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OOC: You said ~

“Given that his hand appeared to be a fist before the flick, he was sure Ace hadn't noticed such a small detail. By the time the magic circle was created for Ace's spell- just before it could be released, the flicker ball would have hit Ace's chest considering he was still moving forward and Val's own spell moved at 20 meters per second.”

The magic circle is the maximum spell dimension for that rank. Considering you failed to include that piece of information (that there was a magic circle being formed) from your previous post (Post #20), then I shall assume the magic circles appeared roughly at the same time. Magic circles are clearly visible. Both our spells are at 20 m/s (standard) and both C rank, then it’s only fair they negate each other.


Art of Abundance: Silent Blades of the Wind - 1800/1800
Methane Overdose – 1800/1800
Molecular Lock – 2167/2700

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OOC:

Once Vali saw that the spells clashed as soon as he landed, he turned to the left and began running to pick up some wind. After four seconds of running he'd be moving at max speed and that was literally just it. Why was he running? Well, simple really, it was because he had to take the biggest shit in the world suddenly and to be quite frank that was much more important than a sparring match. It was obvious to him though that he could continue toying with Ace for a little while longer but there was no doubt that the kid could have socked him up here and there. Sucks that he wouldn't know for sure though. As he began running off he held his stomach and shouted towards Ace who was probably confused? Maybe he was fighting the air? Who knows, kids were kids right? "Apologies mate, That snake got the best of me!!Maybe he'd go play with his action figures or something like kids do. Either way Vali didn't care, maybe he'd see this boy again maybe not. None of that mattered now though all that did matter was him sitting on that toilet and releasing the biggest load ever. As he ran he activated his finger sword spell to cut the damn trees out of his face ti ensure that he would get home faster.