The only reason I'm out here is because, you took out those idiot, I wouldn't mind an insult but don't compare me to them. I'm the top ace okay.

He instantly releases a burst propelling him straight to the black rider, who barely has time to react, he pulls the shrouder upwards, but is slow as the blue eyed rider lunges his spear at him, he blocks with his hand, the armor on it shatters, he quickly thrusts his lance at the rider, the rider darts into the fog. 

Coward! the black rider screams. 

The blue eyed rider hovers by the tree just under the thick fog he laughs at the black rider screams. I'm sorry mandrake his almost hurt you again, the rider says to his beast, I won't let him. 

The blue eyed rider plays with the amorphous silver substance, reshaping it's into different weapons, a spiked club, then a long blade, then a four pointed star with sharp edges, his eyes glow. He spins the star over hes, he taps the bird on the head. Alright boy let's go

The black rider keeps his great distance far from the fog, he has a wide point of view, he looks around anticipating the blue riders return. The blue eyed rider comes of fog slowly, the black rider wonders why,he quickly looks around, from left and right, he seems confused he turns back to look around. 

what is doing, the black rider says

The blue rider scratches his head, looking around confused. 

I'm up here you dope!,the black rider yells

Look up!, you idiot, the blue rider doesn't react to words but just keeps looking around 

Can't he hear me from this distance or is this just another game, the black rider wonders

Alright, I'll play your games. 

The black rider prepare to charge, then the blue eyed rider looks up 

Oh, there he is, he says, sounding bit aloof. He points at the black rider, the black rider takes notice and stops his charge, the blue eyed rider shrugs his shoulders at him, as if saying what are you doing all the way up there

What!, what is he on about 

The blue eyes rider turns back the the fog and begin moving down wards into it,

No you don't, the black rider charges at him straight down, he notices he continues slipping into the fog. The black rider shoot fire at him, he chuckles and with a burst he darts out of the fog and out through the fire, moving upwards to the left side, he sees he's almost parallel to the black rider and he turns the bill towards the right he releases another burst propelling him at bullet speed, directly at the black rider.

The black rider jerks back his beast and spews fire at the approaching rider, pointy silver shrads shoot out the fire, heading for the back black rider, he dodges them all, the blue eyed rider flies through the fire with his spear out, the black rider lunges his lance, their weapons clash, bright red sparks fly on impact, they share a glance, as they're cross each other, it's brief but it feels a bit drawn out. 

The black rider sees a flash, something hits his head, knocking him back, it's a small spinning silver star, the tip of his horns falls off, he loses the grip on his lance. its falls of his hand slowly as, the impact the still resounding on his head, as he feels his consciousness slipping too, but he as sense the blue eyed rider swinging his spear at him, he pulls himself together dashing downwards, but the spears cuts a off a large piece of the shrouders tail, the black rider retreats, retreating into the fog

Hey that's my move, the blue eyed rider yells, he sighs, well I guess we're trading places now. 

He spins the small silver star over his palms as he waits for the black rider.

Underneath the fog of heldaroth, the black rider hovers by the body of very tall tree. catching his breath, he reaches for his horns, he feels the edges, they're sharp from the cuts.

He had me there, he says, he lured me in ,all the while hiding a blade of nox behind, he chuckles. how couldn't I see it coming,he almost killed me with that and yet I, I've never felt more alive, he laughs some more. 

He looks down at his dragon, sees the wound on the shrouders head, he places his hand on it, rubbing the large cut between the scales, the beast shrieks a bit. 

He won't hurt you anymore,I promise.

 

The dark rider looks up, into the fog, he watches a the winds howl, pushing the fog gently against the trees top, 

Then he looks down to the bottom of the forest ,but the view fades into darkness. 

Heldoroth is no place to take refuge mandrake, they are monsters bigger than you lurking here, we must leave soon

The air felt stiff, and heavy. He could smell strong stench of rotten flesh all around him. Every breath he took felt borrow, stolen from the monsters here. 

I wonder,he puts his hand to his chin, thinking, just how many burst does he have left,there's no telling how evolved his Killbill is…hmmm…if he really has for as many as he said then… wait.. he's used three so far, he should be running away. But why? Why stay? , was it a bluff, is he bluffin.. Just how many. 

A tremor echoes through the deepest moors of the forest, the black rider feels, chills run through his beast, he looks to the direction of the sounds, into the thick mangrove, it's dimly lit, as it's late in the evening. He looks keenly into the distance wondering what that was, an even bigger tremor hits and the trees about him shake, his beast starts to thrash wild, in distress, he tries to calm it down.

What going on, mandrake, hold, hold! 

The a black dragon large than the shrouder, shoot out of the mangrove in a blur, past them

What in the world, was that

Another tremor hits, The trees shake heavily, and various birds fly past them in distress. Another one hits sounding even closer than before, then he realizes 

These aren't aren't just tremors , these are footsteps, he quickly pulls up the dragon and makes it for the exit. Large deep primal red eyes glow from deep in forest, he sees them from the shrouders eye, the shrouder trembles, turning them invisible

. 

What's this, to act without my command, does your fear out out ways my influence 

He makes it out the fog, he sees the blue eyed rider fly past him, 

He screams at him, don't go in there! It's coming! Then he realizes

 

Wait he's the enemy

The blue rider dives into the forest, dividing the fog with his speed.The tremors gets louder and louder, an the intervals between them seems to vanish, 

It's on the moves, the black rider says, what's he doing there he can't hope to outrun that on a Bill, 

The blue rider flies swiftly, weaving past trees, each veer testing his balance, he 

keeps his vision sharp, his focus unyielding, as one tree after another blurs past him. The tremors get closer and closer, large trees break in half at the approaching beast , cloud dust fills the air chasing the rider, leaves fall all around him. 

He looks into the distance, there's a body on a branch, it looks unconscious. He pulls his handle back, propelling the best forwards, he gets closer and closer, having it dodge multiple trees in splits of seconds, it nicks one and gets a bit bruised, but its rider pulls through pushing it even further. 

The bill hits another on the side, peeling it's barks off. The rider see he's close enough to the body, the Bill stretches out its legs with its razor sharp claws, to grab the body. He has to be delicate with this, if he grabs too fast or grip with the wrong intensity then he'll gravely injure the body. 

Keeping the intensity in mind he leans, the bill in, the tremors reverberate around them, the body on the branch begins to slip off, seeing this he urges the bill further, the dust cloud catches up with him. A thundering roar echo from within the cloud, silencing even the tremor, he feels the bill tremble. 

Then in an instant there's complete darkness, he looks around, releases he's in the jaws of the beast, a cavern of dagger-like teeth, twice his size bearing down on the sides. He gears back, causing Bill to use a burst, propelling him out of the jaws and across the terrain. The body slips off the branch and is now falling.

 

The beast pokes out of the dust, its scales gleam like molten bronze, each on as large as a man's shield, its wings cutting through the trees around them, the terrain barely slowing it down.

The rider pitches downwards, gliding past trees, he gets close. He goes in for the grab, the body is now falling head first. The Bills razor sharp claws extend out, the closer he gets to the body, the more he feels the heat from the beast on his back. 

Cold sweat runs down his back, he tilts the bill on its side then it grabs the body by the thorso, quick, light and nimble barely grazing it. He pulls upwards and releases a burst to escape the forest, the beast snaps its jaws at him, but he sprints past its reach, just in time. 

The black rider looks down into the forest, wondering about his rival, will make it and why he'd even gone in the first place.. He sense something approaching, he looks out, it's the rider with the ice dragon, 

Has he come to die? , he points at him

Hey! You there, I'm after your friend, not you. 

The injured rider, holds arm, keeping pressure on the wounds, 

You killed my friends, he yells at him, I'm won't let you leave here 

The black rider drops his head, he seems a bit disappointed. 

People like you think loyalty to the cause means dropping you life away for something as meaningless as vengeance, 

idiot! You should live as long as you can and serve your cause, a longer life will serve your cause all the better. The injured rider simmers with anger. 

So what will it be, life or death? Says the black rider 

The injured rider pants heavily, barely keeping him self conscious. 

I can't face em like this, not like this, I'm a noble I can't die here, and yet, and yet I can't run, I won't run from him. 

I rather die here, he yells at the black rider. 

The black rider laughs maniacally, okay caper, your call. He pulls his lance. 

The injured rider is barely able to control his nox, he struggles to form it into a spear, he tries but, he can't concentrate well enough to hold it together, it's falls apart, he drops his arm from the pain and the nox falls down into the forest, he screams in anger

The black rider chuckles, is this the famed Aridian spirit, you're a disgrace, I feel I'll skip out on the good place if I laid my hands on you, you're through. 

Screw you, he yells at the black rider. 

The black rider laughs, don't get in my way, I'll have a duel with your friend right here, he's formidable, if I kill him then my succession is guaranteed. But as for you, if you wish for death then I advise you to plunge into the Heldaroth, the curses down there will make good use of you. 

Shut up

You may finally be worth something

I'm a noble you wretch! 

Look around, nobody cares

Shut up, shut up, he screams,his dragon spews ice at the black rider he returns with fire. 

You're trying too hard caper, are you sure you want to die? 

Who cares if I die! The injured rider yells as he charges at him, there's a loud crashing sound from the forest, they turn to its direction, they see a large orange cloud of fire expanding out of the forest, burning the trees to embers, smoke rising from the bottom. Out the fire bursts out a spinning fiery ball, the killbill flaps it's great wings, putting out the fire on its over it's body,it's feathers fall around it, the blue eyed rider raises his head fro the back of the bill,he looks around, a bit in disbelief then 

I'm gonna liiiiiiiiiiiivvvveee!, he screams raising his hands triumphantly,

I didn't know it could breathe fire

 Then from under him the colossal jaws of the beast peers out through the smoke,his ghost escapes his body, he jolts up chilled to the bone, he sprints the Bill out of there and the jaws clash together just below them, the impact of the jaws, thunders through the forest, creating a gust of wind that brushes through the Bill's feathers. He flies to the others. 

He really survived, he chuckles, that brats really something. injured rider is anger by this, the black rider turn to fly away

Hey!, he yells at the black rider, the black rider turns back to him and gives him a stern glare, he is a bit shaken by his glare but resolves. 

Fight me! 

You'll die if I do and die soon regardless. I've already won. the black rider turns to leave, Then frostror gears up to shoot him down, ice forming in its mouth. He reacts, jolting the shrouder back preparing to fire. 

Hey!, the blue eyed rider yells at them, don't you dare hurt Marco, they turn to him, he arrives at the scene. 

your battle is with me, let him be

Good you made it, I was about to come kill you 

You've killed enough today, just let him go

I've got no business with him, it's you I want, we never finished our duel

You let me go first. They glare at each other, the black rider's hands tremble with excitement, he can barely hold himself back, he pulls away giving them enough space. 

Hey, don't treat me like that. Marco yells

Shut up! , the black rider yells at him.

 

The blue eyed rider flies to Marco keeping his eyes on the black rider. 

Marco, take him back to the base, he hands him the body, placing it on the back of the beast 

It's yale, I, I thought, he died

His gear was damaged , but I got to him just on time,but his dragon went berserk. It tried to eat him, I killed it, but tell the captain we lost okay or he'll be on my ass. 

What!, you me you really killed that thing!

 

Hmm… black rider wonders as he overhears them. 

 All by yourself? 

He relishes the moment a bit, reviling in his own ego, he even blushed.

I really really did, it was easy

Then he gets serious. Never mind that..you dope. Your friends hurt, you've got to hurry back. 

Thank you, thank you,Marco holds back his tears, thank you for saving yale.

Just doing my job, he replies using a different tone, trying to sound cool

It's what heroes do. 

who are you?, I can't tell behind the mask, but your voice, it sounds so familiar, the blue eyed rider gets jittery. Are you in my core?

That doesn't matter to you.. You idiot! .. He explodes at him. Just get back to base already, your friend's dying! and you're here disturbing this hero, he strikes pose, with your silly questions

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Marco pleads as he turns to leave

 

Begone! Fool! 

Okay, okay I'm going, Marco darts out of the scene. 

Pheew, glad that's over. He places his hand on his mask and it comes off, he holds it on his palm. It has what look like six red insect legs, three on either side,they even seemed to twitch every now and then.The dlegs help by holding on to the back of his head, keeping the mask fixed tightly in place.

The cord is still wrapped around his neck, he looks up as the black rider approaches , his snow white hair blowing in the wind.