GURYON V SLY (CLOUD TOP PEAKS)

Gury Rolls First

Battle Location: Cloud Top Peaks

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Guryon flew around and landed on a mountain. He laid down, trying to watch everywhere. He breathed slowly, blinking even less. He wrapped his wings around himself and tensed himself for a fight.

The third match came quickly.

Lucky Sly decided to tend to his wounds back at the Empire before arriving here nice and early. His burns were healed but there was still a bit of scarring on the scales around his foreleg. A Seawing named Bassasail managed to burn him, a unique dragon whose breath is the opposite element. Sly figured if he hadnt breathed any anaesthetic on himself before the burn, he would have quitted the tournament under excruciating pain and shock.

And now, his next opponent was yet another Seawing. No surprises this time, hoped. But Sly foresaw a difficult battle, much stronger than Bass. Guryon, the Seawing Semigod. A semi-god. Sly should be honoured to face the chosen one of the Seawings to harness the power of gods, even becoming their messengers of some sort. Surely all bets would leave Sly in favour of a true fighter and one with a greater power gap compared to Sly. To them, this could be where Sly's battle ends.

But Sly had other plans.

Back to clouded top peaks. Sly was early, as he had been here before in the disaster of the first match. Once again, it was near nightfall and the clouds were dense as usual. Something was wrong here. Below the dark blue and orange pink skies, the clouds had blackened. Sly thought they were storm clouds until he tried to fly past them. They were smog and ashes. Sly coughed and landed in front of the hidden cave he found earlier. Dry thunderstorms rocked the heavens above and snarled at those below, flashing and striking the innocent green below and setting them alight.

It was a huge forest fire. The air, Sly realised, was hot and slightly less humid than what he experienced in the Oasis. His scales were warming up and he remained inside his cave. Quite a battlefield between a Healer and a Semigod.

Sly waited until a large shadow zipped past him. He ducked behind the rock and looked up to the blue dragon. There he was. Guryon. Not far from him but he passed by Sly. Sly moved around, keeping himself hidden as he watched the dragon land on an adjacent mountain, looking around. Sly counted they were 20-30metres apart, with Sly hiding behind the slant of the mountain.

Good. Now it was time to see what this Semigod was made of. And he could present that information to please Oculus for a while.

Sly huffed a thick mist of sensitising mist, the colour almost matching those of the dry smog above. He figured the Semi would misinterprete this mist and let it wash over him. The mist wouldnt harm him or anything, except kust make his scales very tender and susceptible to pain.

When the mist was close, Sly folded his wings in and charged. He released 2 large slow moving orbs, guiding them to strike Gury on both flanks. He folded his wings in again charged and released one wing, 6 smaller and faster orbs homing in to hit Gury straight on, then released the other 6, altogether forming enough of a distraction for the two more stronger orbs to connect.

Sly then jumped down yhe mountain and extended his wings, relocating quickly...

((Are they homing orbs and gosh you write a lot XD))
Guryon saw the smoke and ash and mist. He sat waiting for his opponent to appear. He heard him before he saw him. Guryon turned and saw the dragon send out to slow moving orbs. Guryon launched himself above the orbs easily dodging them. Guryon spiraled and leveled himself, only to see 6 others hit him straight on. ((What are they suuposed to do?)) Guryon covered his body in his wings and dropped narrowly avoiding 4 others but being hit by the last two. He groaned in pain and spread his wings. He formed four small balls of water. He sent the balls at Sly. One ball went to stop Sly form ducking under. Another to stop him from going above. THe other two to stop him from sidestepping. Then Guryon went in the middle. He spiraled again and formed water around him. He could now be mistaken for a 130 ft missile, because the water added 10 feet to his already huge build. He also summoned water arrows to spring at Sly from all directions.

((The orbs just do damage.))

He was spotted it seems.

Guryon reacted quick, as if he saw the surprise attacks coming. Sly must have mis-timed his attacks. The larger orbs had reached him before the smaller orbs did, and the Semigod dodged them. It wasn't that bad, as Sly saw how Guryon passed through his mist. As his scales went tender, 8 small orbs struck the god. The 2 large orbs and the 4 remaining smaller orbs started to make their turns, with the smaller ones in front of the larger ones this time as Guryon made his flight towards Sly.

Sly beat his wings and head for the clouds, but was distracted a bit by four orbs of water. They looked very similar to Sly's and pretty fast as well. But he knew what Gury was trying to do, seeing how the water Dragon spiralled into a giant water torpedo. Bits of water flew out, hardened into arrows and whistled towards him. Sly smirked, passing by a mountain to his left very closely. The water orb there exploded against it as Sly veered left and around the mountain, away from the other 3 water orbs and the arrows.

He counted Guryon was 2 seconds away.

In the same time, Sly concentrated on his wings and hurled 2 large orbs while he was behind that mountain. He hoped that Guryon would continue straight, trying to pass this same mountain only for the two orbs to appear out of the corner and explode on him.

If that was a success, Sly would beat his wings and send 8 small orbs into him, distracting him once again for the other 4 small orbs previously to do the same on Guryon's rear until the 2 larger orbs arrived.

Guryon stopped as Sly went around the mountain. As soon as Guryon stopped the previous four orbs hi him in the back and Guryon went flying   into the other two that exploded sending him back again into the four other orbs. He again fell, but this time unconscious for three seconds. He woke up and almost hit a mountain. He spread his wings and flapped twice. He narrowly avoided it. He looked up to see nothing but mountain. He sped up and landed on top of the mountain. He put a boundary of water around the mountain. If Sly touched the water, he would be instantly feel a extreme pain on whatever touched the water. He then put a protective bubble around himself. It would only last about five orbs.

Two groups of explosions, around a second apart, echoed throughout the burning mountains. Having to stop and launch more orbs, especially large orbs, was quite a pain as Sly dropped until he was around 10metres from the tongue of those flames before levelling out with his wings. He huffed a breath, though a lot of smoke got inside him and he coughed them out. Sly turned and beat his wings forward, manoeuvring himself around another mountain before resting on a ledge.

Did his trick work? Maybe. He may never know after losing sight of him. Keeping his ears perked, Sly assessed his situation. So Guryon could shoot orbs of water, arrows of water and turn himself into a giant torpedo. Sly wouldn’t expect any less from a Seawing semigod. His heart had jumped the moment he realised Guryon had long spotted him, and was able to try and lock down all his escape routes with his water orbs. If he could do all that, then Sly wouldn’t want to even think about getting into a claw-to-claw combat with him.

A cool shadow washed over him. Sly looked out into the horizon and saw the sun had just set, the last of the yellow star disappearing behind the mountains and drowning the peaks in the night. The moon was full, acquainted with countless number of stars as they twinkled in celebration of their supposed ‘leader’. It was getting dark, with only the flames below illuminating much of the lower parts of the mountains. The dense smog had blocked a lot of the light from the moon, and Sly could hardly see his own claws beneath him. At least his scales could camouflage just as well. The night would provide him quite an advantage.

A distant rumble took his attention, and Sly peeked around the mountain to that where he last saw Guryon. In its place was a huge circular wall of rushing water. Looking carefully, Guryon perched on the summit, and he created his own shield around his body. He was still standing it seemed. Sly was sure that with that last onslaught, he would have severely wounded Bass. But this semigod was rather tenacious, and probably a lot harder to take down. And now he had this barrier and a water shield up. There was a large opening for the barrier, and that was the top. Sly wasn’t sure what Guryon was planning with that barrier, but it could mean something was up.

Sly ducked back behind his mountain and took flight, trying to keep hidden from Guryon as he distanced himself a bit and soared up through the smog. Up here, the skies were much clearer and Sly felt like he was in space. If he hadn’t known any better, he would think he could stand on that long layer of smog. There was a faint blue glow in one spot, and Sly predicted it was where Guryon was.

Concentrating and folding his wings to his sides, he launched 2 large orbs, targeting them down through the centre of that glow and making them spin downwards as well, so as to make it harder to destroy them. Sly then quickly sent another 12 small orbs, which caught up with the large orbs and began to make a vortex over the blue glow and descending down, like it was being sucked in. All those orbs were targeting for the summit of that mountain.

Guryon was now oblivious to his surroundings. He had just begun feeling the pain from the last attack. He was only concerned with that and the water shield. Suddenly he heard a explosion. He looked up and saw a small hole in his shield. It was quickly filed up. But Guryon saw that 8 samll orb had gotten in.He growled and shot 20 arrows in the orbs direction. Guryon didnt really aim, so he only hit about 8 of them The rest hit his inner shield and exploded. Leaving another small hole. Guryon growled and shot out of the shiled. He flew to another moutain and found a cave i it. He went inside and curled up with his face to the opening. His water had followed him and set up a 6 ft barrier.

The glow had faded and there was nothing but smog below. Did it work? Probably not. He wasn't sure if he was able to break through that shield of his but it made achieving victory a lot harder if he could attack just as much as defend himself.

It was now well into the night. Sly couldn't even see his claws clearly with how much his NW inheritance blended with the night. Up here, he felt a little strange, being closer to these stars. Like he was free. Like he was home.

Sly dove down at where he last saw Guryon, and continued down until the mountains were in sight, along with a thick smell of smoke as the blaze continued below. Guryon wasn't here. Not anywhere from where he could see as he made a cautious flight, going between mountains and keeping his eyes open.

No sooner did he landed on a mountain and, treading around the bend, did he caught sight of rushing water, blocking an entrance to the cave of the same mountain. He could be inside, tending to his injuries or keeping an eye out. Sly made sure he was hidden around this same mountain as he decided to think his next approach.

The thought of fighting a semigod was long lost, and he treated Gury just like any other opponent. He was going on the defensive, but it wouldn't be long before the shield crack.

Busting down the barrier now would be stupid, as Guryon could see him by then and counterattack. He had to draw him out. Sly searched behind him and found no alternate entrances around the mountain. It was like a den.

Right.

Sly took to the air again, avoiding going anywhere near the barrier or anywhere in front of it. He hovered over the slant before concentrating on his wings, bringing them close and created 2 large orbs. Sly fired another 2 large orbs, aiming them at the spot on the mountain above the barrier.

They exploded vigorously, not affecting the barrier, but causing the cave to shake and rattle. The impact would likely cause the entire cave to collapse in on itself.

Sly then huffed another breath of sensitising mist over the entrance and readied another 2 large orbs, firing them towards the entrance, then a flurry of 12 smaller orbs as they sped towards the barrier. If Guryon escaped the cave, he would be met with the mist (not as blinding) and the orbs.

He hoped to end this right here...

Guryon heard some explosions. He then felt the cave shake. He knew what Sly was doing and Guryon didnt like it. He was being drawn out, but he could be protected doing it. Guryon walked to the front of the cave and looked out. He saw mist. He realized that they must be some kind of weapon. He also saw the cave about to fall. He jumped out of the cave and in a second had a slim covering of water over his scales, while also having a two bubbles of water over that. He saw all orbs hit the first bubble. That took out both of the bubbles and pushed Guryon down. He gather water and shot 16 shurikens at random areas.

It would have been a clear hit, he thought as he saw how the semigod escaped the cave and put a bubble shield on himself. As if he somehow anticipated the orbs were coming. Sly grinded his fangs. He spent a lot of energy trying to end it here, but even this Seawing was just as stubborn as Bass.

On the bright side, it didnt appear he spotted Sly yet as he lost the bubble shield and descended down the slope, towards the choking fumes of the forest fires below. As he fell, more of his water spewed outwards, in large droplets that manifested into spinning stars. However, Sly couldnt determine where he was aiming as they flew randomly around that same side of the mountain that Sly was far from. Even a semigod should know their limits, and Sly wondered if Gury would become severely dehydrated from using that much over a burning environment, especially now that he fell too close to the forest fires that could adversely affect his abilities.

Before he could lose sight of Guryon in the fumes, his eyes fixed to his underbelly. A common weakness for most dragons. Folding his wings again, Sly landed on the mountain ledge and fired another 2 large orbs. Then another flurry of 12 orbs.

It was more calculated this time. The smaller orbs would strike him first, removing any bubble shields he tried to put on himself again, then the larger orbs would come in and attempt to land a direct hit. Sly hid behind that mountain and waited for the outcome.

Guryon flew into the forest quickly realizing it was on fire. He smiled and thought, ”Sly would think that this would effect me. But it wont" Guryon tried to fly as fast as he could into the forest. But he heard multiple explosions and then his vision cleared. His bubble was gone. Then he felt a object slam into his back. Then he heard explosions. He flew even faster into the ground. He didnt feel into pain. He slammed into the ground causing a crater where his head and feet hit. His head swam but the fire didnt affect him. He grabbed some of it and put it out. It was a tiny spark. He looked up and stared at the sky. He was searching for the dragon. Guryon knew it was a NightWing because, if Guryon couldnt see the dragon, It was a NightWing. Guryon sat down waiting for the fire to illuminate the dragon. He also looked like he was unconcisous.

Sly stayed hidden behind the mountain, eyes open as he watched his own orbs disappear into the smoke. Though they were hidden, they emitted faint colourful glows behind the plumes. Judging from their behaviour, how they suddenly gained speed and were moving along the crevices between mountains, Sly predicted Guryon had somehow mustered enough strength to fly. It was short-lived, for the orbs have all collided and generated a huge explosion. A bright sphere appeared and pushed the smoke away, and Sly could clearly see the burning trees in that gap. Guryon fell from that sphere and, with a low grumble, collided with the ground and formed a huge crater beneath.

He sighed, but his relief was short-lived.

Guryon slowly climbed back on his feet and, vividly before Sly, grabbed one of the burning trees and extinguished the flames in his claws. He did it like it was nothing more than a nuisance, and effortless like crunching dried leaves beneath him. And there he sat, eyes up and around, probably waiting for another attack.

Sly just stepped away and leaned against the mountain. Now what? He had thrown almost everything, but this semigod was either strong, deceptively and physically, or was just as stubborn as Bass was. By now, it would have been enough to force Bass into using his last resort, be it that beam that almost incinerated Sly’s foreleg. He doubted Guryon had any thoughts of thinking the same. Sly gritted his fangs. Though he had yet to be struck by any of Guryon’s attacks, it was frustrating enough that he had to walk around the Gladiator Lounge being discriminated upon because he was fighting a semigod, with little to no chance of winning in their minds. All the other Nightwings in this tournament fought and lost to those semigods. Sly refused to accept they were beyond him. He planned to prove them wrong.

He looked around the mountain and back at Guryon, still standing there. A sudden flash, and Sly jumped just as the lightning boomed and struck another tree, setting it alight. It was around 3 metres from Guryon, but close enough to light up the extent of the damage to his body. Certainly there were huge burns all over him, as well as some open wounds, showing just what the orbs had done on him. Though a semigod, he still had a body almost just the same as Sly or any other ordinary dragon’s. If he just kept his assault and whittle him away, he would collapse under the weight of his injuries.

Sly just stayed where he was, focusing on Guryon as the membranes of his wings glowed, folding them close, he waited. With how fast the wild fires would spread and how hot they would be, on top of the choking fumes, he doubted Guryon could stay in there for long and had to either take flight or extinguish the flames—if he could create ice cold water enough to reach the flames before they evaporate. Should Guryon resorted to any of these two, Sly would fire his orbs, 8 medium sized ones, with enough speed to strike him just as he act.

Guryon was begening to get frustrated. He didnt want to go all out on a opponent that couldnt match his strength. But he was quickly realizing that this dragon could match his sstrength. So he might have to go all out on him. Guryon looked into the sky. He decided to fly out. THough he wouldnt do it with out protection. He summoned his energy and focused all the water he could control into forming 4 other dragon-like shapes. Guryon flew into the air and was surronded by the dragons. Being protected on all sides. He flew as fast as he could past the mountains. He flew as far as he could and then he stopped at a mountain 20 miles away.

He immediately released, and the 8 orbs he built, rather large, but not as powerful as the large orbs, burst from his wing’s membranes and he sent them towards Guryon. The semigod seemed to have expected an attack, and Sly made sure he prepared for another bubble shield, sending 4 in first, which would be enough to break the bubble before…

The bubble shield never happened. Instead, it was something more sinister that stopped Sly from hurling his other 4 orbs. Watery figures emerged from Guryon and collected into 4 groups in all directions around him as he took flight. Like companions, the water objects followed the semigod where he went, as he snaked between the mountains. Sly followed him slowly, making sure he was hidden from sight. Having a higher ground did make it easier for him to trail Guryon, as the semigod soared like he was in a hurry. As he did, the water figures took shape into 4 water dragons, all circling and protecting him almost in all directions.

That was some water control.

Sly landed upon a mountain, almost half a kilometre away from Guryon, and he disappeared behind the summit, crouching low as to not get himself spotted. His own 4 orbs he fired earlier, still trying to catch up below, seemed to be trying to strike Guryon while his back was turned towards Sly, and attempting to sneak up on the semigod. Sly figured he needed to get rid of those water dragons, but first he wanted to test how well they fair against his orbs. In order to distract him, Sly sent his remaining 4 orbs towards the left with a flap of his last glowing wing, and they traversed a wide and high arc. With how high the mountains were, Sly made sure they travelled a path behind the mountains, appearing only when they were around 3 seconds away from striking Guryon’s left flank, in the same time the first 4 orbs would connect.

Now for the distraction.

Hopping back a bit, Sly folded his wings to his side and shot 12 small orbs over the mountain summit, aiming them at Guryon as they zipped over the tip and cast trails of thin, glowing threads in many colours. With how fast these orbs were going, they would meet Guryon from above, in the same time as the rest of the orbs, converging him from nearly all directions. If Sly had to bypass that defence, then he would have to try a ‘spray and pray’ approach.

Guryon wasnt paying attention to anything. He hadnt used all his tricks yet. He then heard an explosion he looked back and saw that his protection had gotten defeated a little and they were slower and weaker. Some of the orbs had gotten past the protection and was coming at Guryon. They hit him in the legs. He roared and flew up above the clouds. He would know where someone was here.

Sly peeked over the summit.

Of the 20 orbs he had fired, the 12 smaller ones had whittled away the water dragons, until at least 4 to snuck through and blasted him in the legs. Sly could guess the impact of their bursts, collecting on his legs, would at least fracture some of his bones, with some consideration that he had burst him with large orbs before. But it wouldn’t matter, for Guryon decided to take to the air, somewhat ignoring the other 8 medium orbs that Sly had misjudged the timing on, and they rose in the air to follow.

In a desperate attempt to fire more orbs as he soared, Sly aimed his eyes on Guryon’s exposed underbelly—a common weakpoint among all dragons, and gathered more energy into his wing membranes. With how high Guryon needed to fly to reach the clouds, Sly had plenty of time to fire multiple orbs. First, he shot 2 large orbs. Then another 2. And finally, a flare of 12 small orbs, all to aim at this supposed weakpoint before Guryon disappeared into those clouds.

Sly then cocked his head, wincing a little as exhaustion became a headache. What could Guryon be possibly expecting to do up there? Those were fire clouds, caused by the flames below. He shouldn’t expect anything from them, save for dry thunderstorms that could strike him because of the apparent moisture around his body. Though Sly shouldn’t expect nature to end the battle for him.

The headache took a while. It surprised him actually, as he figured it would come a lot sooner. The experience from his fight against Bass could have helped him a bit. As for this battle, Sly, being an ordinary Nightwing and all, managed to put Guryon desperately on the defensive. Eventually, he would have to come out of that defence of his, otherwise he would probably have no energy left to hit Sly with anything. And now he pulled out 4 water dragons, again on the defence. Guryon would be a foolish semigod to have underestimated the might of the Nightwings like that.

It was time to end this.

Sly beat his wings, putting energy to them as they glowed and took him towards the clouds. It was very easy to track where Guryon would be heading, seeing how his body, and the water dragons glowed among the clouds, followed by flashes of green, blue, purple and red as Sly’s orbs chased him down. Smirking, Sly gave one huge beat of his wings, filling them to the very brim with his energy in preparation for his barrage. As he ascended, every flap would cause 4 medium sized orbs to spill, and he concentrated them towards the blue glows, guiding them up and into Guryon’s supposed paths of escape if he was to move.

Guryon was growing quickly tired of this. He recognized the orbs behind him and grew angry. He a great semigod was being pput on the defensive! Guryon knew he had to end this. He would not lose without pulling every trick from the hat. He flew even faster. He few until he suddnely just gave up flying. He began to fall. But as he did, he gather all the water he could, every bit of power and strength. He put it all into one attack. He sent out a massive powerful wave of water. It was scalding, freezing, sharp, blunt, all at the same time. It went all around him, going everywhere. He began to close his eyes. He almsot shut them completely. He forced himself to stay awake long enough to know if the attack had done anything at all.

His wings started to emit some high-pitched screech, struggling to hold in that excessive energy. By now his wings would began to glow and stick out through that smog. He was nearly there, but something discouraged him from passing through the dense cloud. The blue glow, still being chased by the orbs, zipped towards Sly’s direction, going almost just as fast as his smaller orbs—probably a little faster.

This was bad. The 8 medium and 12 smaller orbs he fired had passed the 4 large orbs, and now they were moving in an orderly manner, with the smaller orbs in front and the larger orbs struggling to keep up in the back. Aside from the medium orbs, which were aimed randomly around Guryon, the orbs were targeting his underbelly. During Sly’s ascent, he ‘leaked’ around 12 medium orbs, moving in groups of 4 and 10metres apart and travelling upwards, through the clouds before charging at Guryon. Sly needed to move, but moving anywhere to the side and he wouldn’t be able to escape any kind of attack he would pull, especially if Guryon had the same idea and moved towards where Sly was. After a quick thought, Sly used his own instincts to guide him.

He flew forward.

Passing under him, Sly didn’t think there was any point of launching any orbs towards the supposedly exposed underbelly. It would also reveal where he was. He kept an eye on the blue glow, and it suddenly stopped, right above where Sly was, but still around 50metres from him. Too close still. But perhaps he chose that spot because of how close it was to the 12 medium orbs that came out in front of him. In just seconds, the glow expanded, almost enveloping the entire cloud, and what was inside burst it apart.

Sly’s eyes widened. Then he hurried, beating his wings with all his might, like how he would when learning how to fly. The water howled behind and very close, his tail beginning to feel both chills and burns. It glowed strongly behind him. He closed his eyes and braced for impact.

Something heavy like concrete rammed the lower portion of his spine, from his hindlegs to his tail, and flipped him around the air. Then the pain shot up to the rest. Sly gritted his fangs, a grunt squeezing through every breath as he refrained himself from bellowing. It burned. And it was like someone dropped a boulder on him. The pain gripped him, half-asleep, with even a slight twitch being enough to wake it. After spinning in the air for a few seconds, Sly levelled himself and shook his head. The water was also cold, but at least it helped numb the pain a little.

Through that torrent of water, Guryon was in the middle as he continued downwards towards a mountain. Close behind him were the orbs Sly had fired earlier, the medium orbs joining with the others as they chased him down. Sly decided to add to those numbers with his next barrage. He soared high in the air, into the smog and focused on Guryon’s underbelly again, just as he blurred into the blue behind this smog. There, Sly held his wings close and released 2 large orbs, then another 2. Holding his wings close again, his rise slowed, and in his peak, he released another 4 large orbs before he came spiralling down through the smog. While he was spinning, Sly concentrated every ounce of energy left in him and release, firing volleys of medium sized orbs to accompany the large orbs as they spun around Sly. Finally, he spread his wings far apart, and with loud hisses, countless number of small orbs burst out and ‘orbit’ Sly.

He slowed his fall and levelled himself upright, and with one huge flap, sent all those orbs down like a huge vortex, in a brilliant display of patterns and attempted to surround Guryon. The 12 small orbs, 20 medium orbs and 4 large orbs he had fired previously would be enough to break any shield Guryon would desperately create, allowing the vortex of orbs to converge on him.

Check…mate… Sly huffed, with a shred of hope, before the mountains blurred before him and his wings gave up slightly, hurling him slowly to the side of another mountain.

Guryon was hit by every orbs tht was shot at him. He was losing consciousness real fast. He used all his power, but he probably shouldnt have. He would have to train harder, to become stronger. He had not done enought combat to prepare him for fighting someone that could actually fight. He smiled and hit the ground hard. He then was hit by a crap-ton more orbs. He took his last scrap of energy and formed words. They said: Good Fight

((Good fight Gury ))

((I just grew bored XD Im not used to combat rp right now XD. And great fight to you ))