| "I think its more a long the lines that you're out of yours." He snidely replied to the man at the top of the castle's tower, trying to ignore the sharp pain running through his back.
Abbadon looked down upon Reisul from a top his tower, angered by the dog before him.
"For that, I think that I shall kill you with my own hands vermin." The demon lord said, leaping down to Reisul's level, his black cloak billowing behind him as he lands.
"Lord Abbadon, I presume? Part of me is glad you're not a coward enough to step down here; it saves me a climb in the least."
"Foolish creature, may you die by those words!" Abbadon roared at Reisul, raising his staff into the air, lightning surging through it.
A bolt crashes down by Reisul, who immediately jumps to the side and begins to run toward his opponent. Reisul spins his spear in the air, the point of the spear and the red crystal on its end blurred together. With one swift move, the red crystal on the end of the spear is launched towards Abbadon's right leg, and the point of the spear is lined up with his chest. He quickly thrusts the black spear, but his opponent quickly jumped backwards, tripping slightly on his right leg which was slashed by the crystal. Though the wound was not bleeding severely, it was oddly cold.
Reisul focused his senses upon Abbadon in preparation of the demon lord's next attack, fearing he would need it after his last. He placed his hands down on his spear, another crystal growing from out of it. |