Death of...?

-2 left-

The whisper sighed again, but no one stopped to think about it even for a second.

"AGH! Let me wipe that smile out of your face!" shouted berk as he threw a punch at Blaze.

It hit Blaze directly in the face, but the ice had abruptly protected him from any serious damage.

Responding quickly, Blaze summoned a lance from behind Berk, threatening to kill him on the spot.

"Tch!"

He spat in disappointment; the lance could barely damage the golden armor before it melted from the heat. 

"Try all you want! This isn't called Armor of Heavens for nothing!" Berk shouted in delight as he made his next move. 

Although he was one rank above Blaze as a Fighter, he was still a whole stage below him in terms of a Mage!

With Blaze's absolute raw power and his years of experience, it should have been an easy fight for him. Yet, he was struggling so much because of this technique which he had never seen before.