Chapter 70.5- Doom Days

She didn’t reply with words, sending another spell my way. I deflected it right back at her, and added two piercing curses of my own to the mix. All three were swallowed by her shield with no sign that they’d even done anything to it.

“Attack” I hissed in parseltongue, accepting that she was not going to separate into two with the snakes lurking and waiting for her to do so. Both of them shot at her, one from each direction.

She ignored them for as long as she could, forced to keep her attention on me and my constant barrage of spells. When they were too close to ignore, she flourished her wand and then spun it this way and that. There was a blast of cold air from her wand, and both snakes were frozen solid— along with the ground for half the dining. That wasn’t the notable bit though.

The notable bit was her skin. Her pale skin was no longer pale as snow. Now it was a bright blue. The blue of ice.

“What are you?” I found myself asking more out of shock than anything else. She did not seem pleased with that question though and pointed her wand straight at me.

Fire bloomed in my very being and I incinerated the icicles she sent my way. For good measure, I fed even more of my magic to the flames, sending it into the field of ice she had created around herself.

Normally, my fire was easy to control, few things could contest it, and it got the job done. Only one of those proved to be true in this case. Even with feeding more and more power to my fire, it still died out. Slowly, surely. Dwindling until there were only sparks left. I could have fought it, maintained the fire for longer— burned my magic as fuel for it— but it would have been possible. That wasn’t the goal here though. The goal was to win.

So I turned my magic to something else. The tables on either end of the hall sprung into motion under the influence of my magic. I transfigured them into giant baseball bats with a twist of my magic even as I kept the last embers of my flames alive. And so focused on killing my fire, my opponent did not notice until one had slammed into her from the side, sending her right into the path of the other. Not feeling very merciful, I had the other bat slam her straight into the ground.

With a twist of my wand, I transfigured the ground around her into mud that held her limbs despite her struggles. Both of those hits had been hard enough to break bone, and neither had done much to affect her. How interesting.

“I take that as my win” I said, and then the mud I trapped her in froze into a sea of ice.

“Enough Suiko. Let’s give the man his win” The Prince said.