Victoria Neige!aLEJudith. 16 Oct 2015 7:03:42 PM No.41114645>>41114646>>41114648
>>41114633 >Again, him recovering from the cold was part of the plan. He was too busy trying to keep warm to deal with her blows. Like a fool trapped in a blizzard, now he only have two choices; either to try and keep warm and eventually fall to her blows, or to try and attack and slow succumb to the cold until he can't move. If she can keep hitting him.
>But now was not the time for 'ifs' now was the time for action. And action she preforms.
>Victoria once again strikes at Patrick with a frozen blade, hope to keep him in this strategical lockdown.
Patrick Frye!pR.BaFF/uk 16 Oct 2015 7:09:29 PM No.41114648>>41114651>>41114681
>>41114645 >>41114646 >What the hell was this!? Every strike with her attacks continued to overwhelm him with waves of cold piercing his body, spreading through him until he could barely feel anything! Once again, he found himself unable to move. Could he continue to be able to remove this? Would it eventually overwhelm him?
>With another gathering of fire on his body, he did what he could to melt through this permafrost once again.
Victoria Neige!aLEJudith. 16 Oct 2015 7:41:19 PM No.41114681>>41114728>>41114730
>>41114648 >>41114651 >Victoria couldn't help be smile at his failed attempt to escape the ice around him she was now another step ahead of him. Victory was now but a small march ahead for her.
>Once again she stabs at him with her cold weapon imitating a sharp gust in a furious blizzard. Carrying pain and cold in equal measure.
Patrick Frye!pR.BaFF/uk 16 Oct 2015 8:39:09 PM No.41114730>>41114734
>>41114681 >Despite his desperate struggling, the blade pierces both the ice and his body, sending a chill through him as it did so. Every second he spent in his icy prison numbed his senses and his will, the fiery nature within him being suppressed, perhaps even dominated. Was this her type of magic? To smother the enemy with despair until they had no hope remaining?
>Like hell he was going to let that happen.
>Summoning what he could of his remaining strength, he gave one more desperate attempt at breaking free. This wasn't about taking some item to help his cause anymore - this was about his very life.
Patrick Frye!pR.BaFF/uk 16 Oct 2015 8:53:33 PM No.41114737>>41114743
>>41114734 >>41114735 >It was a miracle, really. Perhaps it was the amount of heat he'd been generating beforehand that caused a portion of the ice to be weaker than the rest, but with a desperate struggle he managed to crack it, twisting his body to avoid the thrust.
>This was probably going to be his last shot. Luck wouldn't be on his side forever, and if his current predicament was any indication, it was already against him. Yet, even then, he couldn't just let himself fall. Not here, not today.
Victoria Neige!aLEJudith. 16 Oct 2015 9:12:29 PM No.41114743>>41114744>>41114745>>41114747
>>41114735 >>41114737 >Oh, he escaped from the ice. Most people would have surrendered by now and accepted their fate, be it sword or shackles.
>This one refused to give up though, kind of charming actually. So many opponents couldn't withstand her chilling might and always fell short of giving her a worthy fight. Patrick too almost fell into that same trap as the others... but he was strong enough to brake free. That proved him to be a worthy opponent, almost tempted to let him go. So that she can hunt him in the future.
Yes, very good... If only we meet under difference circumstances.
>But she had to recover the item he stole, and that took priority over her need to hunt.
>She keeps up with her barrage hoping to freeze him solid once more.
Patrick Frye!pR.BaFF/uk 16 Oct 2015 9:17:16 PM No.41114747>>41114748>>41114751
>>41114743 >This damned bitch! Every time he managed to break free, every time he gave more power just to free himself from the bounds she set him in, he'd just be thrown right back! There was no other choice. He'd hoped not to have to resort to it, but if he had any chance, it would have to be done.
>Of course, the only way he stood a chance of carrying on was to break out once again. He could feel his fire fading with each chilling blast, but the fact that his fate hung in the balance drove him onward. What would she do if he gave up? Take him in, kill him? It was a risk he wasn't willing to take. The only question was - did he have a choice?
Victoria Neige!aLEJudith. 16 Oct 2015 9:27:57 PM No.41114751>>41114752>>41114755
>>41114747 >He broke free again. Again he shows he's better then the rest, a rare breed of human like her. Too dangerous to let go but, much too rare to let die.
>She presses her advantage on him once again, and thrusting her cold sword at him. This time to finish the battle for good. Or at least bring it one step away from being over.
Patrick Frye!pR.BaFF/uk 16 Oct 2015 9:41:33 PM No.41114755>>41114756>>41114769
>>41114751
Not this time..!
>Too many times he'd been struck by that frosted sword only to find himself caught in the cold. With a blast of heat, he managed to warm the chill of the blade, but it still scratched against his arm as he went to block it. A numbing feeling filled him, and he could feel himself slowed once again.
>Even so... he couldn't worry about that any more. Even if it was risky, it was the last card he had left if he wanted to get out of this, especially with how precise and skilled she was with that blade.
I gotta say... you're a pretty scary woman. Only three other people have given me cause to resort to this, so I hope you're ready for your sake.
>All of a sudden, heat seemed to radiate from him like a blast of hot air, rippling across the area. The frost and ice that had gathered over the course of the battle melted instantly, and Patrick's body set aflame in a way that outdid any display from earlier.
>The strain on his body felt intense, but he could handle it. After all, this time was the fourth. Gather, ignite, burn and wither, this was the pinnacle of heat! Close to Victoria, a small white orb began to form, glowing intensely and flickering with light, radiating an intense heat unlike any natural fire every truly could.
Reduce it all to ashes... HELLFIRE!
>The light suddenly flashed even brighter than before, and erupted outwards into a massive blast of fire and heat, covering the area in a sea of flames!
Victoria Neige!aLEJudith. 16 Oct 2015 10:02:41 PM No.41114769>>41114782
>>41114755 >>41114756 >>41114757 >The soldiers who had been watching this clash of titans had fled for cover as what can only be described as gargantuan flare of overwhelming heat was unleashed from the fire mage. Even hidden away in safety they all felt like they has stood before an incinerator belching stifling heat in their faces. Now the whole wall that have been facing the fierce battle was charred black, ready to turn into ash at the slightest touch.
>The General though, the general hadn't gotten out of the way. Surly she was dead now, there's no way even the Snow Beast of the Royal Army could withstand such a powerful spell. And yet... when it was safe enough to check the results of the battle they didn't see the burnt corpse of the Ice mage.
>But rather her body, without a single singed hair, encased in the very ice she held dominion over. A spot of blue and white in a painting of orange, red, and black. Unlike Patrick, this cold did nothing to her at all. In fact she seemed more comfortable in her icy prison then in the outside world. But it quickly fell apart all the same, becoming snow that blanketed the blackened earth around her.
Well, I was ready for it. Do I get a prize?
>She was barely ready for it and had to put so much effort into blocking her opponent's power that she needed to catch her breath to act again.
>Patrick can see that this didn't frustrate her at all, the wide smile on her face told of a person in the grips of euphoria. Ecstatic to match skills with him and be pushed to her own limits.
Patrick Frye!pR.BaFF/uk 16 Oct 2015 10:09:58 PM No.41114782>>41114816
>>41114769
Wh-... wha- WHAA!? But how!? I jus-, what!?
>What in the hell was that ice!? How did she come out of that without a scratch!? Sure, it's not like people hadn't survived it before, but to come out of the centre of the blast without-
>Waaait a second. She was still stuck in that ice. Even if only for a moment. Patrick's instincts told him to do the only rational thing.
Well I know when I'm in the shit, so I'll be seein' ya!
Victoria Neige!aLEJudith. 16 Oct 2015 10:27:30 PM No.41114816>>41114822
>>41114782 >Oh, he's running away. >But that was probably a mistake. Because much like a wolf going after a rabbit, Victoria was out of the ice and in a full sprint after the thieving mage.
STOP RIGHT THERE CRIMINAL SCUM!!!
>He still had the item damn it and she'll get it back if it meant chasing him across the whole damned kingdom
Patrick Frye!pR.BaFF/uk 16 Oct 2015 10:33:33 PM No.41114822>>41114832
>>41114816 >As much as he wanted to try and run, the cold that still ran through him was starting to take hold. Not to mention that she seemed naturally faster than he was.
>It wasn't long before he ended up being tackled to the ground, and incapable of moving.
Aw, come on! This is what I get for all those damned puns, isn't it!
>As light hearted as he was trying to be, there was a genuine fear in his heart for what might happen next...
Victoria Neige!aLEJudith. 16 Oct 2015 10:43:28 PM No.41114832>>41114839
>>41114822 >She didn't respond to his comments as she quickly grabbed his hands and placed them behind his back. She them froze them together to make a pair of icy hand cuffs.
You have now been placed under arrest. You'll now be taken to the capital to pay the court a fine or serve your sentence.
>She then reaches for the sack he had placed the relic she was to guard. Happy to finally have it back she finishes her line with a hint of a mocking tone.
Your stolen goods are now forfeit~
>She then proceeded to keep him pinned down by sitting on his back like he was a floor cushion of some kind. >What soldiers in the outpost weren't dealing with linger flames descended upon the scene and trained their weapons on the Mage under their General. If he tried to escape now, he'd be dealing with not just her, but a decent sized mob of her underlings.
>And they didn't look in the mood for any more of his bullshit.