The Last Primal

Lying deep within a smaller crater in a man-sized cavity, Lord Bart's tattered body looked quite miserable. He felt his muscles were about to be torn apart, and that his bones were just barely holding together and not shattered to tiny pieces.

Still, despite the unimaginable pain, he must have been tormented with, there was a growing smile on his face, slowly, but gradually reaching crazed curves. He was like a madman, his sanity slowly but surely descending deeper as he reveled in all the stimuli his body and soul were sensing. 

Heaving a couple of controlled exhales, he activated a breathing technique. His body began to shine with a faint colorless hue, as it began to swiftly heal his wounds at an incredible speed. Soon, the grotesque sight of a man that looked as if it was barely hanging to his thread of life looked just as good as before the fight.

Though the process was astounding, from the slightly strained look that flashed across his eyes at the end, Naybeah had an idea of the one drawback the skill had. Its cost wasn't only just an astounding amount of his already dwindling pool of mana, but also some of his vitality. The slightly paler expression was a tell-tale sign.

"Huah!" Lord Bart roared as he finished healing his wounds about a minute later and stomped at the ground with his feet and fists, causing his lying body to launch up in the air and land at the edges of the small crater he had formed.

"Heh… Impressive, Mr. Pompous Prick Sir" Naybeah sneered as he looked at him. Though his body was healed, the fact that his attire as well as his probably high quality armor was shredded remained. 

Lord Bart's previous aristocratic allure was nowhere to be seen. His heart was a tangled mess, only tiny shreds of his clothes hanged from his neck and shoulders whilst most of his chest were now laid out bare for everyone to gawk at. 

Still, he didn't seem to mind that his image was somewhat ruined in front of these men and women. In his mind, none of them mattered besides the purple-haired beaut and this incredible find, this blonde amazon! He would deal with the rest of this rabble later anyways… who cares what they think before their death?!

"It will take a bit more effort to take me down… Our dance is far from being finished!" Said Lord Bart, a smile emerged on his lips as his azure eyes shone with bright light, he was filled with excitement, he could barely contain his childish glee as he was looking forward to the culmination of their battle!

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Naybeah's power was spectacular, to say the least. Even at birth, she had shown amazing strength, far superior to the rest of her sisters, only comparable to their queen. As she grew, the vast distance between her and the rest only grew further, which added by her borderline maddened craving for a challenge, a worthy foe to test her mettle against had far surpassed anyone in her tribe. She was, by all accounts, a freak of nature. 

Her unique power, the [Berserk] had suggested that she was blessed with a mysterious, and powerful bloodline. Being the blood-related sister to the Amazon Queen, she too had a hint of the Amazon's Goddess' royal blood flowing in her veins. However, unlike with her sister's purity, hers have fused together with something else. A gift from her unknown father no doubt.

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Lord Bart recovered his wounds as his entire body was enhanced greatly by his revolving mana. He looked like a wartorn hero that survived countless waves of assault already, looking firm and stout as it stood against the tide with a defiant smile on his face. A faint aura of winds swiveled wildly around his body as it began to enhance his physical capabilities even further.

There was something within his entire build that made him a rather unique fighter, despite looking like an arrogant, 'pompous' noble that only fights like a crazed bloodthirsty maniac… Now an air of mystery surrounded the man. 

He seemed to be proficient with the Wind Element of Magic!

Wind, an element that specialized in speed and swift movements, there were not many spellcasters nor powerful physical fighters such as him that possessed it. Usually, those born with the affinity for Wind were swift fighters, often being more like hunters, using light weapons and swift movements, dexterous techniques, and sharp senses to catch their prey.

After the first few exchanges, Lord Bart recognized Naybeah as a formidable fighter. She seemed to not specialize in any element at all, she didn't even rely on her blood, the rare element she seemed to be attuned the most with. No, she simply used her raw physical power!

From what Lord Bart could find out, it seemed that she wasn't using any tricks, but grew stronger the more they kept on exchanging blows. She didn't drink elixirs, or used any spell at all! Heck, Lord Bart even doubted that the woman even had the ability to cast even the most basic body-enhancing spells at all! 

Still, that faint crimson hue that seemed to surround her being, was something else. It faintly reminded Lord Bart of the skills used by those battle-crazed humanoid monsters! The orcs, goblins, and the rest of those non-civilized barbaric violent creatures!

Was she a half-blood? Lord Bart couldn't help but wonder. Even though from the outside the woman looked nothing like the typical half-blood creatures, and had the seductive features of buxom beauty… her nature, her strange trait seemed to hint at something else…

"This woman… she is strong!" smiled Lord Bart as he got ready once again.

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Lord Bart looked at Naybeah as he stretched his rejuvenated body. He raised his sabre above his head as his winds encompassed it and also his entire body. Like a flash of wind, he quickly moved towards the amazon, confronting her once more! 

Lord Bart encompassed his entire body with the power of his Winds, which flowed like spiraling and slicing semi-transparent colorless energy all around his body! These winds were strong and rather formidable, formidable enough to be capable of moving a toned, lean body with incredible precision and speed! 

His azure eyes flashed with bright bluish light, as his muscles bulged, by fusing his martial arts techniques and his breathing techniques together! He merged them with his wind element and created completely new body-strengthening techniques that utilized the true power of the element of wind and fused it perfectly with his strength and vicious nature.

"Take this, you cow!" He roared as his blade struck down!

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