Benson could hardly keep up with Idrial’s violent aggression, for a woman she was swift and physically powerful for a woman her age. He tried talking to her as he fought with his friend but she wouldn’t answer, she was out for violence tonight. He werewolf side was clearly showing through, it scared Benson that if he didn’t somehow keep her in this area away from the Academy she might eradicate someone. He was determined not to let that happen even if it meant fighting to the death with Idrial.
Benson once again parried another immense blow from Idrial, the vibration from the assault travelled its way down his sword. He slashed at her several times, trying to break through her defenses, even if it was in the slightest way but he was failing miserably at the moment. After what seemed like hours Idrial left her defenses wide open and Benson took the advantage, spinning his body around her next blow he raised his sword and with infinite force his sword came in contact with her body. Slicing her arm deeply, he watched in horror as the blood bubbled from her arm with extreme speed.
Idrial took a step backwards and slowly looked at her arm, the cut was deep and she was sure she could see bone. None of that mattered; she didn’t care how badly she got wounded from this fight. She wanted to fight until she could fight no more; she gripped her daggers within her hands letting the blood rivulet down her arm. She came at Benson with incredible speed, there weapons locked together. Idrial could feel her arm growing weak but she was bound and determined, she wouldn’t give up the werewolf within her wouldn’t let it happen. Benson gave her a swift and powerful shove which knocked her backwards, he took advantage and jumped ready to land on her and maybe hold her down.
Idrial saw the attack coming and summoned a whip of air, picking him out the sky in mid jump. He crashed to the ground which knocked the wind out of his lungs; Idrial slowly arose with a wicked smile on her face. She summoned a circle of air around them this spell could not be detected until they were once inside the circle, by then it was already to late for them to escape. Anyone could enter but they could not leave unless the spell caster removed the spell or was knocked unconscious or dead. She summoned two large fireballs in her hands; she heard a strange voice that was surprisingly calm and yet it fed the werewolf inside her. She mentally nodded before aiming the fireballs at Benson. He literally had only a split second to react; the one scorched his shirt sleeve just a little.
Benson then got a look on his face that was giving the impression she had to be killed, a feeling that just suddenly washed over him. She had to be killed there was no other way; he swiftly got off his feet placing his sword in front of him. He quickly sent a blast of air her way, knocking her back oh her back. He leaped into the air with his sword placed downwards, plunging his sword into her shoulder. She howled with pain and while she remained on the ground, he stood over top of her with a smile on his face.
“Your kind Idrial do not belong in this world.” She raised his sword and plunged it into her stomach; he raised his sword again to put it straight through her heart. Idrial reacted with slicing his leg deeply. It caused him to yell in which she kicked Benson with her Powerful legs sending him once again into the dirt. She was livid now and she looked at Benson with glowing orange eyes. Her breathing was erratic as she stared at Benson, he hands curled into fists which cause her nails to draw blood in her hands. Her jaw clenched with extreme force which should have shattered her teeth into a million pieces. She raised her head and howled, she no longer had control the beast had truly taken over. Bones broke and shifted within her body to make room for the immense monster she was about to become, a machine that was breed for killing.
She was well built and quite lithe for a werewolf, in many clans that she had encountered over the years she was quite beautiful in her monster of a form or so she had been told. She locked eyes on Benson and howled with an intense rage. He quickly stood into his fighting stance; Idrial came at him with unnatural speed. He twisted to the outside slicing her side, he was then thrown once again. He looked up to see some creature with a sword and Kaid himself. Idrial once again came at him and this time he parried her attacks with his sword, slicing Idrial’s hands he yelled as loudly as he could towards the Master, “KAID …”
Before he could even react her jaws crunched down on his shoulder. He yelled in pain by the attack, Idrial shook her jaws shredding his shoulder like tissue paper. Before picking him up and throwing him clearly across the circle. He quickly summoned his healing magick and healed more of the wound before he was forced once again to make another split second decision as Idrial hurled herself at him. He rolled to the side, only one or two of her fingers came in contact with his back but damn they burned. He turned around instinct raised his sword, Idrial came inches away from his face, the sword went through her chest and she howled in pain. She quickly backed off of him before pulling the sword out of her chest and throwing it behind her, now he was without a weapon. He stood there as she once again charged at him; he quickly blew powder in her face which caused her to jump back.
He ran to retrieve his weapon but his arm was caught in her teeth, she pulled him to the ground and tore his arm open. Shredding his arm like it was nothing but wet paper. He screamed in pain as she chewed on him arm, he punched her several times in the face before she let go, he ran like the wind to retrieve his sword. He grasped his sword in his good hand and started to heal his arm before Idrial had him pinned, the only thing between him and Idrial from ripping his throat out was his sword. He didn’t know how long he would be pinned before his chewed up arm caved. What scared Benson even more was the blood lust in her eyes, he kept the sword firmly at her throat at she snapped her teeth. He yelled once again for Kaid at the top of his lungs, Idrial’s jaws just inches away from his throat and his strength beginning to diminish on him.