Aerthys

"what did he say ? " asking one of the elite. Blackwood wood draws his sword slowly "Its an ancient language. only a few people knows of its meaning , by my guess i think he its a trap. this is it , this is the real echoflayer ,we cannot let this thing escape with its life ".

everyone draws their swords and prepare an attack. The creature creates multiples of itself and attack the solders and the elite guard's. Blackwood sprint ahead towards the main echofleyer . The battle rage on as every solder screams toward their opponent with great furry.

The elite guard's showing off their techniques they take down the echoflayers with ease .Orion the captain of the elite guard's sends 17 of them to the citizens that have evacuated for protection .The reason for the large number is because the enemy's might delay the fight while their really attacking the evacuees. So he consider their numbers a threat. Blackwood commands his solders to join the 17 elite guard's .while at it the fight continues its 3 against an army of echoflayers and Blackwood against an Alpha Echoflayer Orion charges with lightning speed "Flame technique, radiant Palm" flames shoot out of his hands ,there are bright as the with reach that is far ,Burning 80%the army in one attack. Marvellous (Elite guard) and Lyra combine attacking the echoflayers with ease and confidence as they blast through them . Meanwhile Blackwood fight against the Alpha Echoflayer continue as he send a barrage of attacks "I wont lose to a tiny fish"[08/30, 23:48] One For All: Continue chapter 8 make the fight scene very long and very intense make Blackwood use all his flame tricks he has 8 of them e.g (Fire style...royal flame)

Blackwood sprint towards the echoflayer , He raised his sword, and a blast of flame erupted from the blade, striking Echoflayer with a huge wave of heat.

"Fire Style: Royal Flame!" Blackwood declared, trying to sound stronger than he felt.

But Echoflayer just laughed, his dark shield absorbing the flames with ease. "Ti'kor vashni, korvus vraxxis!" he taunted.

("The shadow will burn you, and the darkness will consume!")

Blackwood gritted his teeth, determination burning within him. He launched himself at Echoflayer, sword flashing in the dim light.

"Fire Style: Inferno Slash!" Blackwood shouted, aiming a wild slash at Echoflayer's chest.

But Echoflayer dodged with ease, countering with a swift kick that sent Blackwood crashing to the ground.

Blackwood struggled to rise, his body screaming in protest. He raised his sword, and a blast of flame erupted from the blade, striking Echoflayer with a wave of intense heat.

"Fire Style: Flame Burst!" Blackwood declared, trying to keep his footing.

But Echoflayer countered with a dark wave, striking Blackwood with a bolt of shadowy force. Blackwood cried out in pain, his vision blurring.

Somehow, Blackwood found the strength to keep fighting. He unleashed a flurry of swift slashes, each one aimed at Echoflayer's chest.

"Fire Style: Blazing Shield!" Blackwood shouted, creating a wall of flames to protect himself from Echoflayer's counterattack.

But Echoflayer just laughed, his dark magic dispelling the flames with ease. "Vraxxis ti'kor, zhrakkor vashni!" he snarled.

("The darkness will protect me, and you will burn!")

The battle raged on, with Blackwood using every trick in his arsenal to try and gain the upper hand. He unleashed a wave of intense heat, striking Echoflayer with a blast of flame.

"Fire Style: Phoenix Strike!" Blackwood declared, trying to sound stronger than he felt.

But Echoflayer countered with a dark shield, absorbing the flames with ease. "Ti'kor vashni, korvus vraxxis!" he taunted.

("The shadow will burn you, and the darkness will consume!")

Blackwood stumbled back, "This short bastard!" He raised his sword, and a weak blast of flame erupted from the blade, striking Echoflayer with a small wave of heat.

"Fire Style: Dragon's Breath!" Blackwood declared, trying to keep his footing.

But Echoflayer just laughed, his dark magic dispelling the flames with ease. "Vraxxis ti'kor, zhrakkor vashni!" he snarled.

("The darkness will protect me, and you will burn!")

Blackwood stumbled back, his vision blurring from exhaustion. He raised his sword, and a weak blast of flame erupted from the blade, striking Echoflayer with a small wave of heat.

"Fire Style: Firestorm!" Blackwood declared, trying to summon his last ounce of strength.

But Echoflayer countered with a dark wave, striking Blackwood with a bolt of shadowy force. Blackwood cried out in pain, his vision blurring.

Somehow, Blackwood found the strength to keep fighting. He unleashed a final, desperate attack.

"Fire Style: Molten Wave!" Blackwood shouted, pouring all his remaining energy into the blast.

A colossal wave of flame erupted from the blade, striking Echoflayer with a torrent of intense heat. The dark warrior stumbled back, his shield faltering.

Blackwood took advantage of the opening, launching himself at Echoflayer with a fierce cry.

"Fire Style: Apocalypse!" Blackwood declared, unleashing a blast of flame that consumed everything in its path.

The two enemies clashed in a final, explosive burst of flame and shadow. Blackwood's vision went dark, his body exhausted...

The darkness receded, and Blackwood found himself lying on the ground, his body battered and bruised. Echoflayer stood over him, his dark sword raised for the killing blow.

But Blackwood refused to yield. With a surge of adrenaline, he rolled to the side, avoiding the blow by mere inches.

Echoflayer snarled, striking again and again, but Blackwood dodged and weaved, his exhaustion forgotten in his determination to survive.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Echoflayer stumbled back, his own strength waning.

Blackwood took advantage of the opening, launching himself at Echoflayer with a fierce cry.

The two enemies clashed in a final, brutal exchange of blows. Blackwood's sword flashed in the dim light, striking true again and again.

Echoflayer stumbled back, his dark shield faltering. Blackwood pressed his advantage, striking the final blow.

Echoflayer fell to the ground, defeated. Blackwood stood over him, his chest heaving with exhaustion.

"It's...over," Blackwood gasped, his vision blurring.

And with that, everything went dark...