"GOWR!"

Ignore it... just ignore it and keep concentrating on the task at hand...

"GRROOOWR!! GAGGAAAROOOOHHH!!!"

"WILL YOU SHUT UP?!" Wylliam shouted, glancing over his shoulder at the small swarm of wolf men tailing him, "If you're going to try to chase me down and mutilate me, have the decency to do so quietly!"

Crap, I'm getting nowhere fast... Wylliam thought with a scowl, leaping to yet another cave ledge only to find absolutely nothing, Why couldn't that fool be a little more human and leave some damn footprints or something?

"GAROOH!!!"

Wylliam jerked his head around a second time, screaming, "If you guys don't shut those ugly muzzles of yours right now, I swear I'll-" when suddenly, the clue he had been praying for appeared in the form of a rather blue wolf creature darting out from one of the caves in the opposite direction he was currently headed.

Wylliam had to get there fast, or else his foe might slip away again. Just as he was about to turn and head in the new direction, he discovered his foe's intention in summoning this creature. What had been a small party of wolf creatures that had seen his intrusion had become a small army of wolf creatures that had been alerted by the blue phantom.

Crap, if I want to get there in decent time, it's the only choice, Wylliam thought with a gloomy smirk. Hairy Man, you've got less than ten minutes left to regret stealing my spear.

During his introspection, purple energy began to gather around him, obsuring him from the sight of the wolf-men. As quickly as it formed, the purple cacoon disappated, exposing Wylliam with his opened Wyvern Eye. Without so much as a flicker of expression, Wylliam floated gently off the ground, and then not quite as gently bulldozed through the congregation of rather stunned wolf men.

Not a minute later, Wylliam was hovering outside the entrance to the berserker's sanctuary, peering at the weakened form of his foe. Had Wylliam seen this sight a minute ago, he might have tried to appeal to the adjudicators' compassion to end the fight before someone died; might have felt guilty in attacking such a wounded foe.

However, Wylliam's Wyvern Eye did not allow him to feel anything. In this form, he coldly reasoned that the combatants would be reborn anyway, so there was no logical reason not to definitively end the fight now.

A quarter of Wylliam's Draconic energy seeped into the air about him, which began to form a cyclone of razor wind with the Dragoon in the center. Dispossessed of his spear, he instead stretched his arms above his head to form a vertex from which the cyclone originated. Normally, without his spear, the tip of the vortex would be half as potent. However, due to the boosted power of wind based abilities, the entire cyclone could easily rip steel apart.

Wylliam, surrounded by his Wyrm Wind, flew tip first at his adversary, already formulating a strategy in case the berserker actually managed to avoid him for thirty seconds.

Apologies for the delay.


Fair_Game

• Originality/Creativity: 10
• Interaction with Environment: 10
• Yieldability: 10
• Readability/Grammar: 10
• Power-playing/God-modding: 9

professor13

• Originality/Creativity: 10
• Interaction with Environment: 10
• Yieldability: 10
• Readability/Grammar: 10
• Power-playing/God-modding: 10

To be perfectly honest, I found it near impossible to discredit either of you for this match. Nothing much to say, except that it was a thrilling fight! Congratulations to both, though professor13 gains my vote.

Oops, forgot that as to avoid accusations of bias - resulting in Contra not Judging this round - professor13 is the semi-finalist! Good show.