So This Is A Dragonlord?

Ra had been spending a lot of time in the Arena lately, he would ignore pretty much everything else, after making an appearance before Instructor Shizune, and displaying his mastery over his soul forming, he quickly got permission to leave and made a beeline towards the Arena, This day was like every other except this time when he arrived a large dark figure landed in front of him. BOOM!--- The figure landed heavily, Immense leathery black wings folded themselves on his back, The newcomer proceeded to brashly muscle his way through the onlookers as he strode toward the Arena.

Ra was visibly upset, but he couldn't be bothered to pick a fight with the guy.

Stepping gingerly over his fellow recruits Ra quickly entered the Arena behind him.

Upon entering, The man was loudly speaking to the receptionist, requesting something called a 'Live-Stream' Mode, evidently the man wanted to show off, After setting up the necessary conditions the man once again strode confidently through the Arena, Directly entering the formation.

Ra rolled his eyes and prepared to enter the formation himself, but then a massive hologram began to project from within the formation, it was no different than being inside the formation with him as the battlefield encompassed the entire Arena Lobby.

Ra found himself directly beneath a Dragons claws, but he knew he wasn't actually within the formation and so he merely adjusted his position for a better view.

There were a total of 20 Dragon's in this challenge, 5 of them were Evolved White Dragons, there were 7 Primal Black dragons, 2 Evolved Blue Dragon Saints, and 6 Young Green Dragon Saints.

Ra's jaw went slack, The others inside the Arena began discussing noisily.

"Does this guy want to die?"-

"He's probably seeking death."

Many of them agreed with this point.

"Fools, Don't you know you can't be injured inside the formation? This guy is clearly trying to brag and overestimated his capabilities!"-

"Yeah! Just watch, soon he'll run out of the formation with an excuse!"-

"Hmm? But it doesn't look that way at all! Look!"

They all focused on the man's expression and came to the realization that he wasn't fazed in the slightest!

The man began to take slow measured steps forward, small at first, then bigger, he lengthened his stride and soon broke into a sprint.

Ra was expecting him to soul form at this point but no, instead the man unfolded those huge black wings from his back, they unfurled with a fwip! and in one smooth motion they beat the air and he shot like a bullet in the direction of a huge Blue Dragon.

"He's attacking a Saint rank Dragon first?!-- Is he insane?"

The man obviously couldn't hear their cries but a grin spread across his face, as if he predicted what might be going through the minds of the crowd."

"Look! he still hasn't soul formed a weapon!"

"Is he planning to take it on with just his fists?

"As expected of this cocky fellow, he isn't serious at all."

The crowd suddenly shut up and quiet spread throughout the lobby at the man's next action.

His hands weaved intricate patterns seemingly pulling energy from the space around him, Dark black spheres appeared in his hands, his hands...which seemed to have disappeared, the spheres grew larger but the space they occupied was non-existent it was like he was holding nothing, the purity of that darkness sent shivers down their spines.

The man then shouted in a strange language before saying: Dragonslaying spell Draconic Roar!

And a bellow escaped from the man, 6 Dragons were forced to ground, instantly shattering into light, Flapping his wings expertly, he dodged in the air as the massive blue Dragon's shot toward him in the sky, he skillfully maneuvered in the air lessening and increasing his elevation as required, making use of his superior flexibility due to his smaller form, he executed tight turns going from a swooping dive to an abrupt rise, dark orbs of energy flew left and right, plunging into the dragons anatomy, seemingly erasing the appendages they struck.

In almost no time at all fireworks exploded overhead and the message was shown:

[Victory] Time: 8:13:47 New Record!

The man was ejected from the formation and he was instantly surrounded by the crowd, Ra was no exception, he also wanted a closer look at the man.

"How the hell is he so strong?" he thought even as a renewed desire for strength welled within him.

"Calm down, I shall answer the important questions." He said haughtily.

The arrogant air he exuded had faded somewhat but it was nevertheless still present.

If not blatantly hidden it was, at minimum, restrained.

"I am Neb Auaris, - The First Immortal, Son of The Founder and The Sole Dragonlord. I have come here to challenge Headmaster Gram for the right to lead this Academy." he stated proudly.

There was a clap of thunder and a violent energy pervaded the space they inhabited, The walls shook and the Arena was taking heavy damage, and still the pressure did not let up, they were all forced to their knees, even Ra kneeled on the ground in pain, Light flashed and a solid red glow began to pulse in the center of the room, it cracked space and a huge figure stepped out of the hole, encased in crimson armor with eyes like blazing orbs, his anger invaded with a single focus, to crush the ant that dared to recklessly challenge him, Reddish sparks flickered around his form, the temperature rose and Headmaster Gram controlled flickering berserk red lightning bolts to float towards Neb, Headmaster Gram soul formed and an ardent scythe appeared in his hand, tendrils of smoke dripped off of it like living blood, It pooled on the ground, bubbling and growing, it snaked its way towards Neb who was already hunched over bawling, He was clearly being tortured.  The wails of those beneath his suppression suddenly snapped Headmaster Gram back to his senses, and as quickly as he appeared, he vanished.

Ra's head felt as if it was about to split.

"So this is a Dragonlord?" he spat.

"What a joke!"

The crowd was incensed, railing at the self proclaimed Dragonlord.

"You're no different from us!- You can sure talk big but weren't you suppressed just the same?"

"Pfft, What fucking challenge?"

"Lead which Academy?"

"Why don't you just leave?- Yeah! Stop causing trouble!"  The noise continued to amplify as they berated and demeaned the newcomer and their anger would not be assuaged in a short period.

Their anger continued to build until some of them began to attack the broken figure who had taken the brunt of Headmaster Grams assault, he wasn't likely to recover any time soon.

Ra, exhausted, still holding his head, his form flickered and he vanished on the spot.

"I'm coming Bast." he thought silently.