[Rosekitten]

Probably if Mizuki wasn't in shock still at what just happened he might say how foolish this was. Though Damien remained as calm as ever. Probably never doubting Thalion's skill against a mage who probably saw this as a easy win. Let alone the speech before hand. That was the leader everyone knew Thalion could be if he put his mind to it.

Thalion was too busy going over where to strike first. Oh if anyone knew how ticked Thalion had been at the mage he was now fighting for the past few months... they would pity the guy. Though that was when the Queen spoke to him saying she hoped he won and talked about change. He looked at her a bit confused as to why she would mention something like that. Similar to the words of his old man...

Maybe it was time for change. A lot of change apparently. For both races. If this marriage happened that would void any ill will between the races as soon as things were settled in the other city. The idea of that was almost hard to think true. The two races use to be allies so long ago. Probably back before most even remembered or were alive to see it.

Neimi paced a little as she looked to Damien and frowned a bit. "How can you be so calm?! Your own lord is about to fight to the death an-" "And in our society fights to the death are the only types of fights. He's been in them before." He breathed out a little before resting his hands behind him in a sort of relaxed pose. "He has made it this far, failing is not a option for him no matter what it takes." He seemed positive maybe overly positive that Thalion was going to win.

To say the least his nerves were on edge. He was torn between being worried this could end badly and the fact that he wanted to do nothing more then to show this cocky ass mage who the hell he had pissed off. Probably more of the second one as he thought about it. None the less he was more at home with his current gear back on instead of that fancy outfit to stand for the King's house.

Though maybe unknown to most save Damien... the colors he normally wore were his own families. Red silver and black. The current family that had destroyed the royal line almost had nearly stolen such colors... why he thought of that now was beyond him but none the less he quickly switched his thoughts back to the fight. He cared little about having no information on the male that soon walked out after he was announced. He hardly needed the handicap.

Oh no it would be death, though he had been toying with the best way to kill the one before him. His eyes hinted just what mood he was in too. The normal amber color was as close to red as it could get without being so. It was because he had been given enough time to prepare and think over everything. This male before him nearly cost him and Mizuki everything they had worked for.

After a moment the fight was declared and the nobles seemed to encourage it. Though what pleased Thalion all the more was that he didn't have to do the first strike as Destro had already cast the first spell. A sudden line of fire that trailed across the ground towards where Thalion was. A weak spell and Thalion was almost insulted. Someone that looked up his family history only to use fire magic against him?

"Tsk.. really?" He said before not even bothering to draw any blade yet and merely held a hand towards the quickly on coming spell as it seemed to freeze in its path and dispersed. Even a low ranged fire wielder could have done that. Though that seemed to be merely a test one that quickly lead into the real fight soon after.

Even though fire spells were some of the fastest to cast Destro seemed to be having difficulties with getting more then a few off before he had to try to avoid either his own spells or a blade. Being of the council Destro was no pushover as far as mages went and each blocked or reflected spell took more energy then Thalion really wanted to admit. At the same time he refused to lose either... the main thing saving him was that Destro seemed about like Mizuki as far as weapon skills went and was more of a caster. Also that he could take a few hits from spells and be still in decent shape. Though testing that was not a good idea.

Neimi didn't really want to watch. Thalion had raised her so to think that he might lose in this fight and that it was to the death made her want to go elsewhere and pray to any gods listening to let him win. She knew he was a capable fighter but she also knew that mixed with his temper and rash choices could turn tides in a fight, for better or worse.

Destro was lucky Thalion was not as skilled as his father when it came to magic. This fight would have been over quite a while ago. Plus as far as disadvantages went Thalion was still considered young, well maybe more of very young for one of a elven race. Destro easily had years on him. Not that those years seemed to be giving him much of a edge to say the least. Though both sides would sooner or later fatigue, maybe thats what Thalion was counting on. Though Damien seemed to doubt that.

After watching a few more strikes Damien shook his head finally. Thalion wasn't trying as hard as he should. He was but not at the same time. Like he was toying with the male before him, odds were he was doing just that. Magic became sloppy or hard to control if the caster was distracted or unfocused on the spell. Most of this fight he had been edging Destro on. Though Destro seemed over confident that he was going to win this so easily. That was probably to be his downfall.