A shadow passed over Bruth Lake, aiming itself directly toward the shadowed forest. This would make a perfect battleground. And with all of the dampening snow around, he probably wouldn't have to be cautious...he could be as liberal with his fire attacks as he wanted to. A humanoid, crimson- and black-scaled dragon soared through the skies, making his way toward the pine forest that was to serve as his training grounds of choice. The lake was frozen over, the cliff was appealing for flight practice...as was the forest itself. As he approached the line of pine trees that marked the entrance to the forest itself, the fire dragon straightened himself out in the air, coming down for a landing just in front of two particularly large trees. his feet touched ground neatly and he smirked slightly to himself. Across the dragon's back, a great sword could be seen, strapped onto his back by a belt that stretched diagonally around his chest and back. It would be a simple matter to withdraw the blade if he needed it. He would simply have to flick open a latch with his claws and pull it out...and he could do this at just a moment's notice. And he was sure that it was going to come in handy for the struggle to come. Auron had made his way through the trees for a short while before coming across a figure with impressive physique. Based on first impressions, he would have to say that this warrior was one that he would need to be cautious with. There was definitely more to him than what met the eye. His own eyes narrowed at the figure and his armor, looking him up and down. So, this was the one. Right where they had intended to meet and do battle. And this opponent seemed quite ready to fight...there could be no doubt. "So, are you the one?" he muttered bitterly. "The one who cuts down indiscriminately simply because he is ordered to do so? The one who shows no mercy, even to the weak and defenseless?" He did not reach for his weapon...not yet, at least. But if this was the monster that he had been looking for, he would need to draw his weapon of choice quickly, lest he risk being caught unarmed.