In The Beginning
Thunderous explosions rock the decimated buildings as they echo down the streets. Flashes of fire and lightning sear the skies as the Titans clash in the courtyard below. Blow after earth-shattering blow are struck upon each combatant as Light and Dark fight for supremacy. A slicing sword showers sparks as it is deflected from shield's edge. Blade bites into blade as the pair charge each other, bodies almost touching before being flung away again with the momentum. A dance of flashing blades, where a wrong step means death unending.
Flames leap up a sword length, errupting from the hilt, yet not burning the wielder. Swung hard, flaming edge meets lightning shield before seperating, twisting, then flashing together once more.
Strike and parry, block and thrust, the duo perfectly balanced in their forms. Skills unmatched by any mortal of the realm, they move fluidly, the graceful motions never overextending, never holding back.
A sudden change in the direction of a torso swing to head strike catches the Lightning Master off guard and his helmet is flung from his head. Slightly dazed, the lightning wielder steps back, regains footing and launches into his foe with a flurry of well timed blows, each strike heavier and faster than the last. Until the last swing.
A moment's hesitation in the last blow proves devastaing. Deep, the blade bites, tearing metal and muscle sinue. A roar of agony bellows from the Fire Lord's maw and he colapse, his sword clattering to the pavement.
With a wrench, the Lightning Master rips his sword free and looks upon his fallen foe. Panting in the cold air, steamed breath rising, he bows slightly to this almighty legend. "A worthy opponent." He says to the Fire Lord "It has been an honor and a privelage to do battle with you."
The Lightning Master raises his sword high. The blade sizzles with the deadly power of the Titan. Cold emotionless eyes look directly into those of the lost. Defeat and despair fill those eyes as the end approaches. To join those he slew in the pits of hell. No mercy, no hope, only suffering and pain. "Be done with it" He screams as the blade falls for the final time