(Closed to brother Shinsou)

It was a Tuesday.

Nosdyn looked up at the sky of the combat arena. It was a standard village of Corone. It was not the usual forests that Nosdyn preferred to fight in. He'd dealt with the people of Ettermire, and he dealt with the demons of the Tular Plains and those within his own heart and soul. Most important, he'd dealt with N'Jal directly and caused her to have a major defeat. The village was ripe with towns folk, those bastards from Corone. His amber coloured eyes looked off to the distance for a moment. Always a step ahead of his enemy. Always a step ahead of those who would harm him and his people.

His boots crunch the ground beneath him. It was an old rustic town. One of the outskirt village of Corone since before The phony empire came to pass in Radasanth. The whole nation was in an uproar fighting with itself to attempt to once again find it's own identity. Freedom...democracy...the demon knew that those concepts were man made and had no place in the world of Althanas on a cosmic scale of things. He hated both of those concepts but he was willing to set aside his personal hatred of the ideologies to face a very specific opponent.

More than once, he'd faced that man's pupil in combat but the worm had escaped his wrath each time.

However, the last time...he'd learned a name. Shinsou Van Osiris.

Using the monks of the order to his advantage, he'd issued a challenge one day for that man. He wanted to hurt his student and that man in every way possible. He'd heard that Shinsou had legendary power, but Nosdyn had something that only he had. He'd been able to get back up after N'Jal smote him where he stood. That was something to brag about.

The letter of challenge had been sent, and the stage was set. Nosdyn clenched his fists in anticipation as he waited for that man to arrive. Hopefully the instructor was far braver than the student and was willing to finish what he started. Nosdyn hoped so. He'd taken the trip to Corone just to settle up the score. If he could not have victory over the student, he would attack the teacher.

There were people looking with morbid curiosity from within shut windows in their houses....they knew what was on the blue demon's mind.

Combat and warfare. Woe be it to anyone who got in their way.

(Note: some random nameless village in Corone. Nosdyn is standing dead in the middle of it bro. Its day time. So just enter here. The student in question is your student flamebird heheh)