Magma VS Legend (Galad vs Zeno)

Zeno approached his renowned opponent from the shadows. The heat surrounding the enormous man seemed to warp the landscape around him.



The sand beneath the young man's feet seemed to be turning into glass, melting as the magma dripped down onto it from the man's sleeve, confirmed by the sizzling sound as the liquid fire touched the ground. The aura of heat seemed to expand and contract with every heartbeat of the man.

Zeno stepped into the light as he removed his hood and cloak. His dark red eyes were set onto Galad's, Blue Pegasus's blazing pride and glory.

"Let's see what the power of a legend looks like these days." Galad said, his voice confident as Zeno would have expected.

A smirk appeared on Zeno's face.
"To be honest.. I'm curious as well."He said, knowing that he would have to tap into areas of his power he hadn't in a very long time.

Cards appeared in his hand and with a calm and determined stance, Zeno was ready.

Taking a quick playful step back, Galad’s right hand started to glow red before he smashed it into the ground with a force that was extreme. His fist hitting the ground was like seeing a meteor hitting planet with full force. And right before he punched his fist to the ground he looked straight at Zeno “Magma Wasteland”.




making the arena turn into a wasteland of magma and obsidian, the ground turning into a hard obsidian with spikes here and there sharp as knifes and here and there magma seeping out of the ground creating small pools of magma here and there, making the arena look like they should have been in some sort of hell. then he stood up straight tightening his fists and shouted out with a mighty voice  “Perfect Form!” making him float over the ground and magma starting to constantly to poor out of his skin and over his entire body. His eyes glowing like magma itself, he charged against Zeno, with incredible force and speed. And right before he was in front of him, he bowed down trying to punch Zeno with an uppercut.

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* Magma wasteland: S rank costing 10% magic

wasteland:

*Perfect form: S rank costing 10% magic

perfect form:

Magic: 80 %

The moment Galad's muscles twitched, Zeno already had his cards at the ready. Magical energy burst from Galad's fist as the pressure and heat in the area intensified. The ground exploded before his eyes, but Zeno didn't flinch a moment. The entire area was turned to magma and black obsidian stones as rising spikes, pools of liquid fire sprung from the earth. Before the chaotic landscape trapped him, Zeno's feet left the ground. Focused, he was hovering above the wasteland, creating some distance between them as his cape waved violently in the wind.

The Eclipse Soul guildmaster took a deep breath as he held out a card.

"Perfect Form!" Galad roared, but Zeno only replied with a smirk. The magma titan's power materialized on his body as his muscles contracted to commence his charge toward Zeno.

In that instant, the card in Zeno's hand exploded in a bright and blinding flash. As Galad charged, the whole Magma Wasteland warped and twisted instantly. It changed and transformed itself. Magma turned to water, obsidian turned to what seemed to be sand, the area became freezingly cold as an icy wind whipped across the landscape. All magical effects that would boost Galad inverted in all of its aspects. Instead of giving him power, it would take his power away. The charging mage slowed down and the physical boost he had received from his Perfect Form was cancelled out by the inverted landscape. As long as Galad was inside this circle, his powers would be sapped away and be limited.

The young mage's Perfect Form was still dangerous though, even if the physical boosts were taken away, the magma oozing out of him would still harm Zeno. However, Zeno already knew how to deal with that problem. The momentum created by the sudden decreased speed of Galad allowed Zeno to swiftly toss out another card before Galad reached him. As Galad moved in close for what seemed to be an uppercut, a card that was hovering between both mages dissolved into a huge Arcane Tear at the very last moment. Zeno knew that if he had not timed it perfectly, Galad might have still escaped. But the uppercut was all Zeno needed. The Major Arcana spell had already ripped reality apart and created a vaccuum into another world. Galad would be sucked in, all his magic would be expelled and dissolved and he would experience what it was like to travel through the Arcane Realm.

Until the second tear in reality opened to spit Galad out, he would be powerless in a void of strange figures, shapes and colours. Floating around in a peaceful space where everything is untouchable, and one can do nothing but exist. Until that second tear opened, Galad and Zeno would be separated from each other, each in a different world.

Zeno had two advantages though, he knew where the second tear would open and which card he was going to use.

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Judgment Reverse:

The World Reverse:

A Flash of light flared in front of his eyes, it felt like he have been so close to landing a hit on the legendry wizard. But it was like all the strength his magic gave him had been ripped away from him.
It was like growing old in a very high speed, would be the best way to describe how it felt.
And if that wasn’t enough, the next moment I fell through a Rift.

Well I haven’t seen a place like this since that old man mad me smoke that pipe, tough this is different.

He fast realized that his magic or own strength was not gone work in that place.
So he calmed himself, planning his next move of attack or defends against the man on the outside.

The sudden silence made Zeno notice his heartbeat. It was calmer than he though it would have been. The wasteland of ice and water made him feel rejuvinated. Another aspect he felt was inversed, the magma and heat before had weighed down on him, but the cold and the fresh breeze now filled his lungs with air and energy.

Zeno calmly moved over to an area where there was only water and hardly any ice to stand on. It was at the very center of the wasteland, where Galad had left a crater behind. It was now deep water where neither of them would be able to touch the bottom and still have their heads above the water. Zeno dropped one of his cards in the water, Galad would never know it was there.

It was the Major Arcana card called the Tower. The Tower was a prison made of arcane crystals. The second it is activated, crystals shoot up from its surface and attach itself to the nearest target. Once attached the crystals would rapidly rise up and imprison the entire body in solid and thick magical crystal.

Of course, out of common courtesy, Zeno would usually allow an opening for breathing. Yet this time, Galad would be trapped underwater. Luckily the crystalline prison doesn't last long enough for a person to run out of oxygen... Unless that person would have forgotten to take a deep breath. Zeno snapped his fingers and reality once again broke apart before him. However, this time the arcane tear was horizontal and not even an inch above the surface of the water. Galad would be thrown out of the Arcane World straight into the deep water. The confusion would provide enough time for Zeno's arcane Tower to activate and trap Galad at the bottom, at the very center of his inversed wasteland that would be draining his powers as he would struggle to breathe.

If it all played out nicely, Galad would be at Zeno's mercy for a short amount of time.