Drael gestured for Amaimon to follow him. He wished to mitigate the damage to others and the surrounding areas as much as possible. His wings sprouted from his back and one flap launched the behemoth off with speed nearly 300 times the speed of sound. It wasn't anything he was magically imbued with, it was his physical strength alone which facilitated that as well as most of his abilities. With him, he carried Armageddon's Call.
Amaimon teleported to him when he stopped, about thirty feet away.
"Are you ready?"
"Are you ready?"
Drael dropped from the sky and landed. He would stand to his full height and took everything in about his surroundings. He started to slow his breathing as he got ready to fight.
Amaimon waited for Drael to make the first move, ready to take to the air.
Drael started to slowly pace around Amaimon to Guage every possible angle before out of nowhere, a massive sonic boom was heard right as Drael launched himself towards Amaimon.
Amaimon covered his ears as he stepped away from Drael.
"That's all you've got?" He taunted as flames erupted from below Drael.
"That's all you've got?" He taunted as flames erupted from below Drael.
Drael was flying so fast that the flames barely even made him feel warm. He would have covered the gap and he would send a fist into Amaimon's chest.
At the impact of the strike, Amaimon went flying back, laughing.
"Looks like I'll have to try this time.." He said, drawing two short swords from his belt. He launched himself towards Drael.
"Looks like I'll have to try this time.." He said, drawing two short swords from his belt. He launched himself towards Drael.
Drael stopped and waited until Amaimon was within distance before he spun as Amaimon was closer, and he would then lashed out with one of his wings sending his powerful wing into Amaimon's jaw.
The hit knocked Amaimon away again, spraying blood. Amaimon stood up again, his wounds healing quickly. He appeared to dash forwards again.
Drael dashed backwards and used his wings to propel himself away.
Amaimon teleported behind him, thrusting the blade into Drael's back.
Drael would detect Amaimon and just as Amaimon's blade was extended, he used some of his strength to smack the blade and shattered it. He then grabbed Amaimon by the throat "yield..."
Amaimon burst into laughter. "Never!" He said, kicking Drael back and swinging at him.
Drael decided to use 20% of his strength and he would punch Amaimon's leg and nearly tear it completely off just as Amaimon's foot made contact. The kick staggered Drael a few steps back.
He stared down at his leg, which healed. "That's impressive.." Amaimon growled, teleporting a safe distance away. He would wait for Drael to attack.
Drael picked up Armageddon's Call and gave the heavy blade a quick spin in his hand "teleworking coward" he mockingly mused. He flew straight upward four miles into the air to survey the area.
Amaimon's shortswords reappeared in his hands, stronger than before. He smiled hungrily and flew upwards towards Drael with alarming speed.
Drael shot towards Amaimon carrying Armageddon's Call tightly in his hand as a grin crossed his face
Amaimon teleported behind Drael again, trying to kick him to the ground.