This Just Isn’t Fair…

Two men were standing a short distance from each other on a broken world.

One man wore a simple tan coat and black slacks over a white shirt. 

He had a neat head of steel grey hair with a few splotches of it's original black color. 

At his back there were upwards of forty men standing back at a safe enough distance to watch their leader begin the duel against his hated adversary. 

On the opposite end of the field was a much more intimidating and regal looking individual. 

Standin at 7'6 and with skin as black as the abyss, his opponent wore a regal white and gold robe over his shoulders. A long black skirt adorned with demonic markings covered up his lower half and the dragon that was more fearsome than any in the sky. 

Elements of shadow and light seemed to be attracted to the two colors present within his hair; giving the individual an even more mystical aura.