Ibara HP: 100% ϟ Ibara MP: 0% ϟ Spells Used: 4
" “Ibara admired Klein's ability to fight. In fact, he stood there quite astounded at some of the moves his compatriot managed to pull off despite the damage to his arm prior. However, Ibara's mind slowly reverted from gawking to a realisation that his partner had set up almost the perfect opportunity for him to finalise this fight once and for all. It didn't take a genius to realise that this monster was far superior to them both in skill and stature, in fact, it was simply toying with them which was evident through it's moves. It's foreboding magic level oozed out of it's body too which only served as further evidence that these two were far out of their depth here. Ibara could only hope that his final attack would serve as a devastating enough blow to reel the monster home.
Although the fire that had extended up both Ibara's arms had now extinguished, his fiery temper still emblazoned deep within him. So much so in fact that instead of the entirety of both his arms, it was now his right fist, his stronger hand, which was now covered in an inferno befitting a dragon itself.
"Time to finish this. Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!“ Ibara screamed as he felt an overwhelming and considerable drainage to his magic levels. He almost collapsed, he was clearly reaching the pinnacle of his exhaustion by now.
With one fiery fist equipped and ready to unleash, Ibara ran at his partner Klein as if attempting to strike down his own partner. However, with only a metre distance now between the two, Ibara used Klein's shoulder to lift himself upwards while simultaneously his foot touched the same place where his hand once was. As a boost, Ibara leaped acrobatically off Klein's shoulder and raced off into the air. The monster was now a considerable height above them both now and Ibara figured that if he were going to reach his target, he'd need a little aid.
"Inferno Wings of the Fire Dragon!“ Ibara screamed while having just recently leaped off his friend's shoulder. Fire burst out into strenuous columns of blazing orange from the soles of Ibara's feet which enabled his ascent into the air and easier job. However, this wasn't an entirely positive outcome as the exhaustion levels of the young mage only became more tedious. This was only the beginning seeing as the monster was only elevating itself further in the air in an attempt to escape Ibara's clutches. However, the Dragon Slayer persevered and pushed on. To Klein, he only looked like a little red speck in the sky now, granted the light produced by his flames served as a relatively easy signal to behold.
"Let's end this together, monster.“ Ibara was now face-to-face with it. It's demonic eyes almost pinned him in the air, holding him in a suspension of fierce trauma but nothing could stop him now. Ibara drew his emblazoned fist, far behind his shoulder and unleashed it in one, single sky-rocketing punch aimed directly at the monster's face. The connection and impact of the spell created an explosion so boisterous and visible, that even Klein could easily recognise it from the ground. Mist spurted from every orifice of the demon and it seemingly vanished, as if it were pulverised by the very punch Ibara wielded to protect his friend. Pages of paper spurted out from where the demon once was and Ibara gritted his teeth, clinging onto them with the only moving part of his body that he had left, his mouth.
His exhaustion had reached it's pinnacle as Ibara now plummeted back to the lake below him. His eyes closed and he simply passed out at that point.
"There was nothing left to do, he'd safely fought alongside and protected his friend while simultaneously completing the job. Now he could sit back and let fate do the rest." he thought to himself.