Beast

The beast roared to the sky, shockwaves from the scream pushed the mist away from the pit, Vincent took a few steps back as he shielded his face from the gale that came about the beasts shout,

After the beast calmed down he stared at the man before of him, two pair of eyes stared into each other a pair glowing blue and another pair glowing green, as the sun sat the misty plains darkened and visibility became harder, however this did not seem to affect the the beast and the man,

Vincent mindlessly rushed the beast with his ice blade, Conner knew that if the blade touches him the ice will numb his nerves and he will slowly get killed, the beast swung his hand in the direction of Vincent, As he dodged the incoming blow from the beast the earth raptured with tremors the mud flying off in all directions,

Every time the beast hand struck the ground it would push Vincent away, the beast strikes grew fiercer and fiercer and approach became harder for Vincent, once Vincent was a decent space away from Connor, the beast eyes glinted,

'Now I can use that'

Connor howled and a storm of green wind left his mouth, the strike hit Vincent head on and he was sent flying crashing into the muddy pits walls, every bone in his body cracked and his skull smacked into the mud wall, if the wall was any harder it would have ruptured his brains out,

The beast rushed at the point of the crash and clawed at Vincent with his large hands, the side of the mud pit collapsed where they clashed, mud and soil collapsed onto the pit,

Silence enveloped the pit for a while before the slight sound of something shuffling below the soil was heard,

Conner slowly rose from the muddy ground as he dragged himself to the surface, he was still in his beast form holding his left arm, a stake of blue ice penetrated his palm and black blood seeped on the ice stake dripping to the ground,

He searched the area of the collapse looking for traces of his opponent, Soon he excavated an oval shaped ice cocoon from the muddy ground, inside the cocoon was the unconscious Vincent, He looked ethereal like a statue carved to perfection, his now silver hair draping into his unhealthy colored face, as if he was a snow elf trapped in the ice,

Conner spoke in a beast voice deeper than any human could go, his voice vibrating in a very unsettling frequency,

"You bastard, I don't know which of us is the warebeast..

you counter attacked and shielded your self at the same time, talk about monster instincts .."

Conner stood solemnly over the collapsed part of the pit, he took out a black plaque that was hidden in his ripped trousers,

"Is this thing broken!! I cant reach the puppeteer, no it should not be, I can still use it to communicate with the second mud slug that dug this hole ..

how the fuck should I find him in this mist now"

Conner frustration grew, he was still in his beast form worried that he might encounter another threat, he paused and looked back at the cocoon that Vincent created to protect himself and approached it,

He held the part covering Vincent's face with his large palms and applied pressure on it,

'Good bye old Vin, I really did think of you as a friend for a while, but I have people that I need to get back to ..'

The ice started cracking and fragments started falling off from the cocoon, as Connor mad eyes reflected the unconscious face of Vincent behind the ice,

As Connors attention was focused on the cocoon something whistled through the air from his back in his direction he quickly turned around to smack the incoming object, as his sights landed on the object just before he could counter it he saw a black arrow with a bright yellow tip,

As soon as the beast claws and the yellow tip met a blinding light filled the mud pit Connor temporarily lost his eyesight due to the intense light, he knew he should not stay in his place or else another incoming attack could strike him just as he was trying to move he was hit by a heavy large slap with a pointy edge,

The edge striking his torso was pointy but not sharp enough to cut into his guts, the force of the strike caused him to slide through the muddy ground as he was covering the place of impact with his hands, he then fell into one knee due to the intense pain,

'That arrow!! .. Damian he is still alive !!? what the fuck is that necrophile doing, letting his easy prey get away .. no Damian alone should not be able to escape the puppeteer this impact, that blunt blade they are too familiar'

Slowly Connors eyesight was restoring however all he could see was blurred black tall figure, he laughed with an entertained yet strained voice,

"ha - HAHAHAHA, Weheoh , Avian survived Damian survived, this damn puppeteer and his slugs .. I always have to do everything myself,

So what Avian,

You are in no better shape than me, after I cut your innards with my axe, I admit you are quite tenacious and your vitality is better than I had originally thought but .. , do you think that Damian here is enough to help you bring me down,

I don't even feel that kids arrows, all he has are some annoying toys, making me temporarily blind throwing some acid bombs to make your skin sting and cough ..

Child play"

As Conner was speaking with a disdained voice he was trying to buy time to get back his eyesight, even if he said those words about Damian's gadgets he still will be greatly disadvantaged when fighting blinded,

As his eyesight restored he was greeted by someone or something he did not expect, his tone of voice shifted from entertained to wary,

"What am I looking at ..

Who .. no, what the fuck are you ... "

In front a Conner, a pitch black silhouette stood in shielding Vincent with a black bow resting on its back and a gigantic bone carved blade in one hand, it stood oppressively as it peered down on Connor,

'Did I for once .. Bite more than I could chew'