’He may be in his natural element, but that doesn’t mean that he would be able to see very well in the darkness, which would hinder him considering that he is using a bow.’ With that thought, Zaroth pushed forward, not stopping his charge.
Without hesitating, he used Darkveil, and the darkness around him seemed to move as it embraced his body, protecting it.
While he might have been well-protected, it didn’t mean that he wasn’t freezing his ass off.
For a moment, he thought about using Fireball or Firebreath to warm himself, but he quickly abandoned the idea, as doing so would make him more visible in the darkness.
While his opponent probably wasn’t able to see too well, Zaroth didn’t have any problem, thanks to Darkgaze, so he wasn’t going to let go of this advantage just because he was a little cold.
The second Aiden let go of the string of his bow, it was like the whole globe shook by the force alone.
It seemed that the arrow picked up speed suddenly, and Zaroth wasn’t able to react in time as he felt the arrow graze his shoulder.
Thankfully, Darkveil managed to prevent the cold from reaching Zaroth’s skin, so he wasn’t slowed down in the slightest.
’If he had aimed a little better, it would have been all over,’ Zaroth grimaced at the thought.
Seeing that Aiden was preparing to let go of another arrow, his hand moved on instinct.
Using the fact that Aiden’s vision wasn’t as good as his at the moment, Zaroth threw the spear he was carrying on his back.
Unlike his opponent, Zaroth had only one weapon he could throw, so he bided his time, waiting for the precise moment when his opponent would have the slightest chance of evading it.
Unable to realize there was a spear flying toward him, Aiden didn’t move in time as Zaroth’s spear collided with his right shoulder.
The ice armor broke as it allowed the tip of the spear to pierce Aiden’s shoulder but stopped it from dealing a serious wound.
"If only I had some way to apply poison to it!" Zaroth muttered in frustration.
Even if the damage Aiden had received had been minimal, it was enough as it gave Zaroth enough time to reach the man.
’You are mine!’ With that thought, Zaroth used his left dagger to attack.
Surprisingly, Aiden managed to react in time as he pulled out a similar dagger that Zaroth was using.
’Of course, even if he is a bow user, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t carry melee weapons!’ Zaroth cursed as he couldn’t believe he had made such a simple mistake.
Trying not to miss the advance, Zaroth attacked with his other dagger, but before the attack could reach its target, the snake that had been sitting around Aiden’s shoulder moved, opened its mouth, and bore its fangs toward Zaroth’s exposed hand.
Sadly, it seemed that the bite was strong enough it broke through Darkveil and pierced his flesh.
"Fuck!" he cursed as he tried to move his arms, only to realize in horror that his hands wouldn’t obey him.
’The fuck?!’ He couldn’t help but curse in his mind. He felt like he wasn’t in control of his own body as his hands didn’t move the way he wanted them to.
A second later, his eyes widened in realization, ’Is that poison? Paralysis? I’ve been poisoned?’
Before he could form any thoughts, Aiden raised his dagger and was about to strike.
It seemed that the man used some ice magic to enhance the dagger this time, so there was no doubt in Zaroth’s mind that the weapon would be able to pierce his Darkveil.
It seemed that all hope was lost until Silverfang opened his mouth and let out a howl.
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The howl was so unbearably loud that everyone in the arena was dazed by the noise as their ears began to ring.
Cracks appeared on the ice globe that had surrounded them, and a second later, it broke into pieces.
Even some of the audience present were forced to cover their ears, as Silverfang’s howl was so loud that it even managed to reach them.
Because Zaroth had experienced this howl before, he managed to move first and take a few steps back, as now his arms weren’t locking properly. He was the one at a disadvantage if he was in close range.
Still, that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t attack as he opened his mouth and started using Firebreath.
Aiden managed to put his hands in front of his head, protecting it, but Zaroth’s Firebreath reached the snake around Aiden’s shoulder and began to burn it.
Aiden grimaced and desummoned his snake. It was just like Zaroth had expected, his opponent wouldn’t risk his beasts dying during the battle.
Zaroth may have even smiled if it wasn’t for the fact that his arms didn’t obey him.
’How are my beasts doing?’ With that thought, he shifted his gaze to Nightshade.
She was fighting against the Snow Leopard and was clearly having trouble, even the two wolves that had accompanied her weren’t enough to close the gap.
Shifting his gaze to Silverfang, he saw that the beast was trying to pierce the shell of the tortoise, but was having trouble.
There wasn’t a need for Zaroth to think of a plan as he immediately dashed toward the tortoise.
Aiden sensing that Zaroth had abruptly changed his target grimaced as he let out an ice arrow against his back.
It was going to reach him, no doubt, that was until the two wolves that were fighting alongside Silverfang changed their targets and lunged toward Aiden instead.
One of the wolves, sensing that its master was going to be hit, jumped without hesitation as it used its body to stop the arrow from reaching Zaroth’s back.
Aiden’s eyes widened in surprise. Zaroth had just used one of his beasts to save himself, and yet didn’t show any kind of remorse over it?
It was like Zaroth wasn’t a true beast master, or this was what Aiden thought until the wolf that had taken the arrow meant for Zaroth got up on its feet.
Aiden’s arrow had pierced the wolf’s head… and yet the beast got up as if it didn’t feel any kind of pain?
Sadly for Aiden, he didn’t have time to wonder about the issue as the second wolf that had lunged toward him also reached him, and as such, he was forced to defend himself.
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Opening his mouth, Zaroth let out another Firebreath aimed directly at the tortoise’s shell.
Sensing the attack, the tortoise moved its body in a way that only the shell was going to be affected by the attack, while it used its massive head to attack Silverfang.
Zaroth’s Firebreath hit the tortoise’s shell, and disappeared almost like it hadn’t made any kind of damage.
And yet Zaroth attacked again in the same spot.
Because the spot where his attack had hit just a second ago wasn’t as cold as the other ones.
If the tortoise’s shell was too cold to be broken, what would happen if Zaroth managed to heat up the spot before attacking?
The answer was simple, it was going to crack.