Enchanted woodlands [Pt 8]

The guardian's form was a mix of ancient bark and swirling mist, with eyes that gleamed like distant stars.

As I stepped closer, the guardian's presence seemed to intensify.

The swirling mist around it gathered, forming a face that materialized in the air.

Guardian's voice echoed through the Enchanted Woodlands, "Wanderer before we battle on, you must introduce yourself. I am Aira, guardian of this realm. Who are you?"

I remained silent, gripping my sword. The guardian's misty face twisted into a wry smile. "Silent, aren't you? The Enchanted Woodlands demands words, not just actions. Speak your name, wanderer."

Ignoring the demand, I unsheathed my sword, its gleaming blade catching the ethereal light of the surroundings.

Without a word, I lunged at Aira, determined to face the challenge with actions rather than words.

Aira chuckled, the sound echoing through the magical space. "You think you can fight without talking? The Woodlands want both strength and talking. Let's see if you're as good with your sword as you are stubborn with your silence."

The guardian fought back, its misty shape turning into claw-like parts.

I blocked the first hit, the clash of metal against mist echoing on the bridge.

Aira's eyes shone brighter as it kept teasing, "Is this how you deal with challenges, Wanderer? Without saying a single word?"

I stayed strong, paying attention to the battle's moves.

The misty guardian attacked a lot, but I fought back with quick and smart moves.

The Bridge of Reflection shook under our fight.

Aira's misty shape changed, becoming more solid. "Being quiet won't help you, motherfu*ker. Say something, or the Woodlands will take you over."

'You!! '

I clenched my teeth, not giving in to talking.

The guardian's attacks got stronger, now mixed with teasing words that echoed in the magical place. "What are you keeping secret, dog? Talk, and maybe the Woodlands will be kind."

The guardian's claws swiped with strength, cutting through the misty air. I dodged and blocked, staying focused. The magical surroundings seemed to react to our fight, with light vines winding around the bridge.

Aira's voice got louder, a mix of being annoyed and having fun. "You can't avoid talking, cockroach. The Woodlands wants it. Speak, and maybe you'll figure out how to survive."

But I stayed quiet, my resolve strong.

The battle reached a high point as Aira created swirling mist gusts that moved with bad intentions.

The mist turned into shapes, copying the creatures of the Enchanted Woodlands.

As the fight kept going, the guardian's moves became harder to predict.

Aira's misty onslaught persisted, overwhelming my defences with each well-planned strike.

The swirling mist transformed into sharp tendrils that cut through the air, leaving glowing trails behind.

The guardian's once-star-like eyes now burned with determination.

It unleashed a series of attacks, each a skilful mix of mist and malevolence.

First, it swiped its claws in a wide arc towards my middle, making me parry with all my might.

The clash echoed on the Bridge of Reflection.

Aira's form became more elusive, gathering mist to create a dense shield that deflected my attempts to counterattack.

The guardian's voice echoed, "Speak, sucker! Was your mother a sl*t who slept with others?"

'Now! You are dead. '

Undeterred, I pushed forward, trying to find openings in Aira's misty defences.

However, the guardian's next move was quick and unpredictable – misty tendrils extended like whips, entangling my sword arm.

The mist constricted, threatening to disarm me.

I struggled against the ethereal restraints, but Aira's grip tightened.

The guardian taunted, "Is this the strength you boast, boy? A silent struggle against the inevitable?"

With a sudden burst of power, Aira's misty claws lunged towards me, targeting vulnerable spots in my defences.

I managed to avoid some, but the misty tendrils grazed me, leaving a chilling sensation.

The guardian's attacks continued a relentless dance of mist and claws.

It summoned phantom creatures from the swirling fog, adding complexity to the battle.

These illusions darted and weaved around me, creating a chaotic battlefield where reality and deception intertwined.

Aira's mocking laughter echoed as I fought against the overwhelming force. "Speak, shit, and maybe I will show you mercy and let you die peacefully. Your silence only fuels the wrath of this ancient king."

I focused on evading the misty onslaught, determined to weather the storm.

Aira's misty claws transformed into serpent-like forms, striking with speed and precision.

Each encounter left me more drained, the mist seeping into my pores.

The Bridge of Reflection vibrated with the intensity of the battle, vines of light intertwining with the misty tendrils.

Despite my resilience, Aira's attacks became more potent, pushing me to the edge.

The guardian's voice reverberated, "You cannot escape, cockroach.

This lord demands your words, your blood and your head."

As the struggle heightened, the ethereal realm echoed with the clash of forces.

I stood battered and breathless, determined to defy the guardian's expectations and continue the silent battle against Aira's relentless might.

In a risky move, I took advantage of the moment when Aira's misty claws came toward me.

With a sudden rush of energy, I purposely put myself in the way of the claws, making them go into my side.

The sharp misty parts went into my skin, surprising both Aira and me.

Feeling the pain, I used my secret move called "Nutty Movement."

A burst of energy went through me, giving me a quick boost in how fast I could move. It was a risky move, but it could help me turn things around.

For those three important seconds, I moved really fast around Aira.

"What the fuck, man? "

The misty guardian, not expecting me to be so quick, had a hard time keeping up with where I was going.

I used the confusion to hit Aira in spots where it was most vulnerable.

The place around us, full of light and mist, looked like it was moving fast as I used my speed.

The Bridge of Reflection shook a bit because of our intense fight.

Aira, surprised by how things changed so suddenly, tried to fight back, but I moved in a way that was hard to predict.

The misty claws it had tried to hit me, but I dodged them smoothly.

In the last second of the Nutty Movement, I took the chance to make a strong attack.

My sword, shining with light, went through Aira's misty shape with a lot of force.

It felt like the power went through the whole magical place.

When the mist around Aira went away, I could see the guardian looking really shocked.

I ended the fight before Aira could understand what happened.

With a quick and smart move, I took away the misty claws and put my sword away.

Everything got silent on the Bridge of Reflection as I stood there, feeling tired.

Aira's misty form looked unsure, with its eyes not shining like before.

"Wait!! What's going on? "

But before I could think about what happened, a strange feeling went through the Enchanted Woodlands.

The magical place seemed to react to how the fight ended, hinting that there was something big and unexpected.

The air felt full of mystery, and both me and the guardian, who lost, stood on the Bridge of Reflection, waiting for what would happen next in this mysterious journey.