Nosdyn rose from the ground, a few paces away.

The Elf had intriguing power it seemed to Nosdyn. He's strong...stronger than Jake. Jake merely ran that time... Nosdyn's analytical mind was already studying his opponent's every move and action. Every swing, every strike. As Nosdyn rose from the first series of attacks, he felt a bruise welt up on his chest where his opponent had kicked him. It hurt...a lot. But Nosdyn was more than used to pain. He would give the man before him a battle that he would never forget. There was a plume of fiery hot magma that burst up from below nearly destroying them all.

But Nosdyn was strong...and had survived much much worse than what a puny volcano could throw. The man before him currently wore a stylized suit of armour that reminded Nosdyn of Akashiman style armour. I wonder if there is a connection there...? He thought to himself as the transformation occurred. Nosdyn kept both of his hands holding the handle portion of his mighty weapon. His weapons are Titanium...I've seen it before...this will be very difficult... He wondered if Ioder would run the same way that Jake had...but no...the man before him was definitely more the courageous type.

He'd seen such brave Elves before.

The man moved very fast as he was soon upon Nosdyn with his own attack once more. The attack came quickly. and Nosdn barely moved out of the way. The cleave style attack connected with a massive arm, his right arm, and slashed it cleanly open. Black ichor, demon's blood, began to spill out from the cleaving attack. Nosdyn did not flinch, the pain fueled him to continue to battle. He merely growled in anger at that point as Ioder had claimed first blood...Yes... Nosdyn thought to himself. This is going to be a long and difficult battle. He will not run like Jake had...the coward. One day I will find you Jake and our next meeting will not end in your favour... Nosdyn swore as he felt intense pain from the man's attack.

Nosdyn stood off to the side a moment, crouched down with his weapon pointing at angle towards the ground. "You intend to fight." Nosdyn suddenly said, praising the man's bravery. "Jake ran...that is...the last of your kind that I met in combat in such way. It's good to see that some of your kind will stay and fight and not take the coward's way out." Nosdyn respected the man before him. Though he was an enemy..he could still respect the power that the man held. Arched at an angle near to Ioder, Nosdyn countered. He was somewhat underneath the taller Elf's lithe form, and he rose his own weapon. Angling the glowing blade upward, Nosdyn made a plunging maneuver for Ioder's side...he was risking everything in that attack...