Volganas Challenge

[Cherry Blossom Fan]

Volgana walked into the middle of the square. He was looking for a challenge since it had been a while since he fought. He looked around and saw no one. He sat on the side of the red square and hoped someone would come along soon.

[Pendragon]

((This won't mean anything to you volgana, but for anybody else who reads this, it's pre-suzume.))

Pendragon walked into the arena, red coat flowing behind him. He was armed to the teeth, a sword on each hip, a metal stave on his back, a dagger strapped just above his knee, and a pair of pistols. One on either side of his chest.

His weapons however, were not the biggest danger to Volgana.

It was his footwork, his grace, his agility. It was clear by the way he walked, almost gliding towards Volgana. Every muscle moving the exact amount needed. No more, no less. Perfect control.

"Volgana? Lets see what you can do!" He stated boldly, coming to a stop a step infront of Volgana. He stared his opponent in the eyes, sizing him up. Pendragon's tall form towered over Volgana's sitting position. He was making decision's for the fight ahead. Was Volgana strong? Was he fast? Or cunning, perhaps? Would he focus on magic? Maybe he knew how to throw a good punch?

[Cherry Blossom Fan]

Volgana was greasing his gun, making the barrel shine. He opened the chamber and slipped a single blue shell inside. He pulled a tiny cylinder out of his pocked and attached in to the end of the barrel. It was about 6 inches long and looked to be made out of the same metal the gun was.

"About time. I was waiting forever."

Volgana pulled the trigger and the gun started to whine. The cherry blossoms on the gun started to glow pink.

"I've been wanting to fight for a while."

Volgana got to his feet and slung his rifle over his shoulders. The whine was a lot louder and the cherry blossoms shined brightly. VOlgana reached into his pocket and pulled out a small green orb.
"Ready when you are."

[Pendragon]

As if on que, a range of object appeared in the room. Tables, chairs, sofas, low walls, rails. A whole variety of things to hide behind in a fire fight.

"Always ready." Pendragon replied, quickly sweeping out both pistols. He held them pointed upwards, both were fully loaded. Pen allowed a few more seconds to pass, staring at Volgana.

Then he leapt into action, throwing his body backwards. He dived over a sofa, facing Volgana and firing off three bullets before landing behind cover.

[Cherry Blossom Fan]

VOlgana jumped back as one of the bullets hit the stock of his rifle. He threw the little green ball in the air as it shone brighter and brighter. It hit a couch and vines started to pour out of hit shaping a forest around the arena that moved to Volgana's will. Volgana glanced at his gun as the whine grew louder still and the blossoms glowed a bright pink.

"Almost ready." he said.

[Pendragon]

Pendragon finished his dive with a tight backwards flip, landing on his feet and sliding back slightly. He wasted no time watching the forest grow. If Volgana wanted it to happen, no doubt it would be bad for Pen.

Pendragon raised an arm, pistol in hand. A second to aim for that green orb, and then he pulled the trigger. One shot was all he had time for, Pen had to roll out the way of a vine shooting towards him.

[Cherry Blossom Fan]

Volgana watched the bullet chip the top of the orb and volgana relized he only had time for one shot before Pendragon destroyed the orb. The whine of the gun now matched the sound of a train rushing down the tracks and the shinning blossoms matched the light of the sun. Volgana aimed at pendragon and pulled the trigger. A spirl of wind shot out of the tip, shapped by the funnel he had placed on the gun moments ago. It ripped through the forest tearing up trees, plant and vines as it cuth through like a hot knife through butter. A tonado, small in shap but equally devistating when carrying debris.

[Pendragon]

When Pendragon reached his feet once more, he spun around to see all hell rushing towards him. Not one to panic, Pen switched his pistols for the enchanted stave on his back. He held the metal weapon in both hands, and spun it with amazing speed. The enchantment kicked into life, and wind magic launched from the stave.

A power struggle raged between the two wind blasts, keeping the debris in place for several minutes. It wasn't enough though, eventually Volgana's power won over Pen's, and the debris continued on to Pen.

It did however, buy Pendragon some time. He threw his stave into the air and flipped over backwards, launching the weapon high up into the sky. Before Pen had landed he had already reached into his coat and brought out a purple orb. He thrust his arm forward, the glowing sphere in hand. Then something very unlucky happened, unlucky for Volgana anyway. The tornado split apart, going to either side of Pen. It reformed after passing him, leaving Pendragon completly unharmed.

"Wow." Pen said, looking at the orb. "I love this thing."

[Cherry Blossom Fan]

Volgana smiled as the area cleared and he saw Pens head in his scope. "Yes I love that thing too." HE said as he pulled the trigger fireing the bullet he had just loaded." Volgana quickly ejected the shell from the chamber and loaded another one to be ready.