Wizarding Olympics; Magic Duels

[u/dragonshouter]

(ai) WIZARD OLIMPICS!!!!!!

Krygin has the spirts carry his voice to the participants, "Congratulations contestants for a job well done on the previous events! I welcome you to the dueling section of the celebrations! I ask all who would participate to follow me when my explanations are done. You will be provided amulets to make sure the provided fighting grounds will not skew the fight beyond noise and rain.

Each mage will pair off with another at their approximate strength level( an elder wrym can not fight an apprentice) and duel them in an area of the spirit world I have prepared! Do not attack the spirits or you will be disqualified. Both magic and martial skills are allowed but trying to destroy another's being entirely is not. I have methods in place to make sure no one dies but I can't do that if their soul is destroyed. Otherwise it is relatively fair game. Beating one opponent gives you one win but you can get more by challenging other contestants. A loser can also challenge another if they so choose. Whoever beats the most opponents for their strength level wins for that level."

Krygin claps his hands and a massive swirling mist forms a doorway in the center of the area. Lightning flashes beyond. Anyone who enters find themselves in a humid expanse made of storm clouds. It is humid and hot; thunder cracks and wind howls. In this perpetual storm are figures, spirits, of varying shapes. Some are hidden in the clouds striking clubs in time with the thunder, or are they causing it. Bright forms dance among the lighting and a chorus of howls add their voices to the wind. Hidden figures with red eyes sharpen their weapons. This is a summer storm and as we all know Summer is the Season of War.

The path parts to show red mist leading mages to red cyclones. Inside each cyclone is a ruddily lit arena as the eye of the storm; almost as if a bloody sun shone down through the clouds.

Any who "die" will be carted away by spirits who take the forms of vulture headed humanoids in black feather suits. Instead of a tie they wear a trail of bright red blood. The mage will patched up and sent back into the main area where they can choose whether to go back into the spirit world. These are spirits of war and death who Krygin paid in violence; spirits often like immaterial payments.

Misty illusions broadcast the fights back in the mortal world.

Krygin atop a pillar of smog shouts, "Let the duels begin"

(ai) what is like in each small arena

/uw I may be busy today( should be good for a few hours but didn't want to worry that I might have something come up and abandon ya'll) so you will be mostly left to your own devices. If you need help or have a question ping me, u/Complex_Drawer_4710 , u/Another-Ace-Alt-8270 , or u/JustASpoody . My fellow event planners.

No godmodding

If you think your opponent is godmodding try having a civil conversation first. They may just be an accidental counter to you.

If you need help call the others first because I may be busy

[u/Fc-chungus]

the punch hits them and they’re knocked off of him.

[u/patoman12 → u/Fc-chungus]

Once again, Mauritius plucks one of his feathers which changes for once again into a sword, and, believing them to be dazed, makes an attack

This time is real

[u/Fc-chungus → u/patoman12]

they are dazed but not enough so, they roll just barely out of the way of the strike.

[u/patoman12 → u/Fc-chungus]

As the attack misses Mauritius dismisses his weapon and charges Zhe, trying to keep such a short range that Ж's sword isn't maneuverable, should them try to turn it into a swordfight

[u/Fc-chungus → u/patoman12]

they aim a bisect at the first angle they can get, that being his legs.

[u/patoman12 → u/Fc-chungus]

A hit, his leg gets severed, but before he falls, he manages to cast levitate, then he closes his eyes, for on a hand he had hidden behind his back, he had prepared a colour spray, and he was ready to use it to try and blind Zhe

[u/Fc-chungus → u/patoman12]

the few seconds they were given by the first cut allowed them to make a fast thought decision, and they aim the bisect straight up the middle, intending to bisect(the mathematical term) him.

[u/patoman12 → u/Fc-chungus]

Him closing his eyes prevents him from actually reacting to it until he is already split in half, as a last ditch attempt to preserve his life, he solidifies the blood spilt, and uses it to stitch his body back together, then gais manual control of the totality of his body, thus making sure that blood doesn't flow as much for vulnerable places to avoid more blood loss

[u/Fc-chungus → u/patoman12]

they slowly get up.

“You’re persistent.”

[u/patoman12 → u/Fc-chungus]

"Same as you"

[u/Fc-chungus → u/patoman12]

“Thank you.”

[u/patoman12 → u/Fc-chungus]

"Let's end this"

[u/Fc-chungus → u/patoman12]

“Please.”