"Poison Dragon! The Ultimate Counter for any army's worth of Casters! Even if he can revive the dead, I doubt such folks here are going to die anytime soon while my ally is with me!" A confident laugh as he'd watch on Calibren's destruction, the rivers of blood flooding away as it gets infected, seeping into nearby homes and shops, no matter how many barricades they forged to defend. "Strong Viruses take down the weak. Strong Viruses make Strong Casters! Strong Casters makes Strong Warriors! Strong Warriors makes Strong Kings! Only I can achieve that strength in the Circle! Now come out and face me, King of All! Come and face the plagues only matched by God's Wrath!!" A shout, a war cry, a demand to see a probable opponent, as the people were forced to box themselves in. Seeing them not wanting to escape, the Human Dragon was quick on using his personal weapon.
His Artifact.
Yellow and Silver, with four slots on its side, and a crank for each slot. He flicks through such switches and shuffles around the slots, before slamming his hand hard on a button in its far end, the slots flipping to reveal mahjong tiles of the Kanji, an energy leaking from its sides, ready to cast down his next beast.
金属
金属
光
火
Metal, Metal, Light, Fire.
Silver escapes from the tiles, a long snake-like beast emerging, with eight claws coming out, and a massive maw that housed a cannon inside. When it opened its mouth and fired, a laser would cut through any and all structures, exposing the virus to those inside, forcing those to escape from Calibren as a whole. Because of its metallic body, it is rendered immune to the Poison Dragon's infection. Another loud laugh escaping from him, as he'd watch his two dragons make short work of the proud kingdom. "Don't tell me this is too much! Surely one of you are more than willing to face my beasts directly!! SHOW ME SOME SPINE!!!" Another declaration, yet this time, someone was able to answer.
"SNAAAAAAAKE!!! MAAAAAAAAAAAGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIC!!!!"
The Dragon's eyes widened as he looked at the sound, his smile brimming as he'd see his challenger rush through, the skin being melted away, but not wavering the Caster. His arm was wound up, aiming straight for the frail body's center.
"HYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! DRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"
BANG!!!
A Strike that pierces through the belly of the beast, ripping through the stomach and exploding it away, the virus spreading across its insides in order to try and take down the Wild Serpent. Adel merely smiled, as his skin sheds enough to render himself immune, letting it wrap around him like a coat, both in preserving his many lives, as well as fighting through the virus directly at Taro's magic. Immediately as they plummet, a snap of the Dragon's fingers made the Metal Dragon swoop in, circling around and ramming its body towards Adel's, spiking him straight into the ground, digging through the earth and making a ravine big enough to take in the blood-soaked flood. Such intoxication seeped through the Serpent, the skin breaking upon such contact, but even in a drunken stupor, he'd grab ahold of the machine and pulled his head up, forcing him to resurface and let him land close to Taro, swinging the beast around and aiming to slap him out of Calibren.
Taro would catch his Metal Dragon before it made proper contact, digging his own feet down so he doesn't get picked up and sent into the air, blasting down a smog breath to cloud and set up his explosion. Adel would be forced to jump away, buying enough time for the beast to recuperate, aiming its head towards his body and firing the laser again. Adel reacted just as quick by punching into the laser, scattering its light, such beams cutting down more of the structures. It didn't matter anymore to preserve it, it was already long gone ever since it started its invasion. As the lights parted, only Adel stood, smiling away the pain. Taro merely smiled back as he'd let go of his Dragon. "MY FRIEEEEEND!!" He'd scream. "I GET TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!!"
"Is this your magic!? You could've given us a bit more time, y'now!" He'd shout back, as the two laughed away such devastation, before charging in to attack. As he tried, however, Adel would prepare a signal, as another figure scaled up through the Metal Dragon to attack from behind. A wave of frost launched to strike at his back, prompting Adel to blow down his smoke and click his teeth, being frozen for only a moment, until the explosion came and freed him. He'd duck down to avoid Adel's dropkick, grabbing onto the Serpent's legs and spinning around, using him as a battering ram to smack down the Assassin.
"AND YOU BROUGHT HER TOO!? It's my lucky day!!" Taro screamed in glee, as he'd watch the two recover from the impact they left into the buildings. Even with such a dislocation in their arms and hips, a strong smack was enough to lodge them back in place. "So, you two up against me. I never expected anything less from the descendants of Orochi!" He'd compliment, as he'd get himself into a stance. As the two responded in tandem with their own, all three could hear a groaning noise, as the dead began to surface themselves. The flood of blood would come down, splashing such bodies, but they kept pushing. Enraged, Taro would be quick to breathe down his smog, inhaling it and clicking his teeth, taking aim and blasting down a beam of fire to cut through the bodies in half.
An entire army wiped in an instant.
Had they not become influenced by the Zombie Magic from the man far behind, such odds would've been drastically in the Shadow Mages favor. "YOU MIND!?!? I'm trying to face off against my people here!" He'd shout, his anger visible on his face. Bathory made short work of pushing such bodies aside, letting her take care of the undead army. "No manners nowadays. A true match should not be interrupted, especially not against such worthy opponents. Now then, where were we?" He'd ask.
"We were going to take your hide as our prize once we come back to Orochi and prove we won't tolerate being discarded like trash!" Koina responded, her venom biting back in the same manner. Adel merely shrugged, showing that he wasn't as vengeful, only demanding a rematch against the King.
"THAT'S THE SPIRIT I'M TALKING! Let's see then if you can prove me wrong, or if you're just as weak as before then, Outsider!" A Taunt back as he'd charge ahead, no fear in his eyes, no worries or stress. Before, he was expecting an invasion, a chance to take down King's strongest forces.
Now, he seeks an uncontested match to further enjoy the Kingdom he truly loves close to his heart.