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((This is a private arena battle between the vampire Aviose and the werewolf Shey.))

Night had fallen over the mighty battling arena, a chilling darkness that threatened to consume one's soul if left unguarded. It was the perfect night for the vampire lord as he entered into the vast fighting ground. Tonight he was dressed in traditional vampire attire, metallic looking loose fitting black slacks with a matching vest. Beneath the vest was a long sleeved white shirt, the cuffs of which were adorned with blood red cuff links that glinted in the firelight. Topping off his outward ensemble was a billowing cloak that touched the top of his ankles, metallic black on the outside and blood red inside. His shoulder length black hair was tied in a short ponytail, revealing his powerful blue eyes to the world, his pale complexion, and his fangs that began to grow.

On the outside, he did look rather intimidating standing his full 6'6", but what one didn't see was that beneath the loose fitting clothing was light but extremely durable armor, especially around his heart. Every bit of his outfit, both visible and non, was specifically designed to keep him alive, and to slay any foolish enough to cross him. On his belt, hung his favored weapon, a double bladed energy blade he often employed as a quarterstaff when battling hoards of demons. Today though, he only had one foe to worry about, a foe he had known and hated for centuries. Unsheathing the aforementioned weapon, it crackled to life bathing him in it's purple glow, eagerly awaiting his prey's arrival.

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Death is no reason to stop living

Shey could smell him even from the other side of the arena her gold eyes intense and burning from the inner primal power that was the birth rite of her people. She lifted her arms above her head, stretching out her 5'11 frame allowing her muscles to loosen in preparation for a fight that was a long time coming. To think that this was going to be how they settled their differences, one fight, winner take all; she loved the terms.

The fire light played across her tanned frame, playing across her arm muscles that were exposed in the black tank top she wore. There was a lot of power in her body it was evident in how she carried herself and moved, yet still there was no doubt as to the woman that possessed it all. Long Chestnut brown hair was braided back and close to her scalp, the braids being braided to form one large single braid that went down to the small of her back. Completing her outfit was a pair of black cargo pants, heavy weighted down combat boots and the great sword that was strapped to her back. It was big, heavy and made of titanium, then coated in silver and its thirsted to add yet another victim to its tally.

"You ready to die again!" she calls to him as she draws her blade, the distinct sound of it singing as it was free from it prison. "Lets dance!" she howled to him as she rushed him sword low and to the back of her. As she nears him she brings it forward in a slashing movement aimed for him neck.

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Born under the Full Moon...
... Born to kill.

You are the true warrior of Gaia,
and nothing will withstand your rage.

"Impatient as always." Aviose remarked as she came charging at him. Seeing the massive titanium weapon coming, he quickly brought the lower beam of his energy blade up to parry the attack, planting the upper one in the ground as he cartwheeled infront of her using his staff for balance. As he was completely upside down infront of Shey, he twisted his wrist, and the blood red cuff link that sat not one foot from her muzzle exploded. From inside the tiny explosive came a small cloud of silver dust, just big enough to encompass her head if she didn't react.

Landing on his feet, he quickly brought his energy blade down towards her, horizontal to the dusty ground, before thrusting it forward, hoping to impale the wolf directly in her chest.

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Death is no reason to stop living

Shey snarls as she watched him avoid her attack, but what she was not prepared for was the cloud of silver dust that exploded from his damn wrist. She ended up taking one solid inhale of the stuff, just as she saw the energy blade coming aimed straight at her chest.

Reacting on instinct she brought her sword up horizontal of her chest bracing the blade with on hand on the flat of the blade as she bent back at the waist. His blade came sliding across her blade mere inches from her face, she grunted a bit from the blow and the position she was in. With a snarl she pushed him back with a bit of force as she then continued the movement into a series of back handsprings until she was further from him, giving herself some breathing room.

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Born under the Full Moon...
... Born to kill.

You are the true warrior of Gaia,
and nothing will withstand your rage.

Somewhere in Aviose's mind, he knew that Shey wouldn't be defeated so easily, she was too good for that. But the advantage was still his, and he wasn't going to give that up by letting her recover.

She pushed him hard, harder than he had expected however, and he was forced to fall back on his left palm, his weapon in his right hand. Bouncing on his hand back to a standing position, he saw her regain her footing as well. Offering her a quick devilish smile, he charged with his weapon held above his head, seemingly intent on bring it down like a sledgehammer upon her brow. But, at the last second he took a large leap into the air, bringing the lower blade up and making the weapon vertical, aiming to split her snout right down the middle as he flew above her.

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Death is no reason to stop living

Shey was having trouble breathing, not a lot, but enough that it was noticeable. She had just regained her breath when he rushed her seeming to strike down upon her, but at the last minute he shifted and instead went leaping over her, she could hear the energy of the lower blade as it came at her. Swearing under breath she spun out of the way so that she was now behind him, then with her own sword in hand she leaped into the air bring her sword up as she went seeking to slash him from ass to shoulder.

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Born under the Full Moon...
... Born to kill.

You are the true warrior of Gaia,
and nothing will withstand your rage.

Aviose saw her spin out the way of his blade, and smiled. She was definitely showing her worth, which invigorated him. Anticipating her attack, he shifted his upper body forward, flipping head over heels, her blade missing his tender bits by mere inches, which was too close. Granted, he hadn't used them in almost a century, but he wanted them intact just the same.

Landing perfectly, he quickly brought the energy staff horizontally, on the off chance she would charge directly to him and impale herself, before spinning around to face her, the weapon slashing with him in a wide arc, which would cut her in half should she be too close.

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Death is no reason to stop living

Shey watched in rage as her attack missed him and he flipped landing on the ground. Her momentum carried her over him, and being without the necessary momentum to allow her to flip she free fell to the ground, landing roughly behind him, creating a bit of a hole from her weight and force.

She did lunge at him, but when she neared him she brought her sword to side blocking his slash. Deflecting it away from her seeking to throw him off balance as she then went to stab him through the chest.

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Born under the Full Moon...
... Born to kill.

You are the true warrior of Gaia,
and nothing will withstand your rage.

Shey's strength and quickness were only matched by her weight apparently, noting the indentation in the ground she left. Her blade connected squarely with his own, bouncing it to his right as her sword came in for the kill. But one advantage to the duel bladed staff was his parrying skill, and by knocking one blade to the right, the other side came up and deflected her attack to her left. Spinning around to diffuse the momentum, he quickly took up a defensive stance towards her.

"Gaining weight?" He asked mockingly before slashing his weapon towards her right forearm, hoping to burn her and decrease her ability to wield that massive blade.

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Death is no reason to stop living

"Is that fear I smell?" she counters to him with a smile thoroughly enjoying this fight as she partially deflects his attack, the smell of burning flesh and hair reaching her nose as she snarls in pain before stepping forward, ducking the blow from the second blade and throwing her shoulder into his chest.

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Born under the Full Moon...
... Born to kill.

You are the true warrior of Gaia,
and nothing will withstand your rage.