Life? Death? what's the difference? Many consider these two elements as opposites and the bane for the other but in reality, they are just different sides of the same coin. Derik always dreamt about becoming a cool mage and when the time came, he was disappointed... But even with the status of an archer he still pushed forward until he stumbled upon his magic... A power he could call his own.... DEATH!
ROAR!
Derik felt the numbing pain reduce the moment the life energy in his body was pulled out by Cyrus and at that moment he exploded with anger!
"BLAKE!!!!!" Derik growled as he forcefully broke free from Blake's bind and swiped his fiery green claws at Blake!
"Shit!" Blake screamed in fear.
He had lost focus for just a moment and now he found himself in a very bad situation! He tried to retreat but it was already too late! He could only grit his teeth in pain as he felt the blazing claws tear through his flesh, splitting him in two effortlessly!
Puti!
Blake spat out a mouthful of black blood as his upper half drifted back but then he saw Cyrus gazing at him calmly with a massive golden spear above his head!