[center][color=#fff79a][h3][U][B]Raelis Vaerkturian[/B] – [I]Champion of Rhay[/I][/U][/h3][/color][img]http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/067/2/b/armored_angel_by_tnounsy-d5xdp4v.jpg[/img][/center][hr]
Energies manifested in the space across from Tablurath, warping within one another, twisting about, until they shifted outwards and Raelis was deposited near the entrance to his second battlefield. Glancing about with his eyes, rather than move his head, he noted the intriguing energies in the ceiling, and the slime, which seemed to cover the whole of the ground in a thin layer. [color=#fff79a][b]"Mmm..."[/b][/color] he muttered before his eyes locked onto his opponent.

The being was shorter than he and not terribly unfamiliar in appearance. The man had a sword drawn already, likely to be ready for his arrival. His vision adjusting so as to observe the man more clearly, Raelis' parascopic vision allowed him to note what appeared to be an advanced form of defensive armor and...strange particles around the blades. He could sense something vaguely magical as well, but alas his senses in that area were not above those of the average Asaran warrior. He had also noted the second blade, which the man had, for some reason, not yet drawn. Perhaps he would in time, or perhaps he would rend his life from his body before he was allowed the opportunity. Given the alleged skill of the combatants based on their fights, he doubted it.

He remembered the [i]grey mist[/i] and the strange blades this one had conjured. He'd need to be careful of that, especially considering the fact that he was disadvantaged due to the confined space.

Readying himself, Raelis drew his own blade and as he did the thrumming energies of the place notified him of something. He felt the light and warmth which passively emanated from his form, waver. He didn't like this place, he decided.

His blade rose to 80 degrees and his surroundings rose to 100 degrees almost immediately before he pulled the energies into his blade. The area around him became colder as a result.

The knight partially folded his wings.

[color=#fff79a][b]"Greetings,"[/b][/color] he called out over the distance, voice echoing through the cave, [color=#fff79a][b]"I am Raelis Vaerkturian, what be your name?"[/b][/color] He continued approaching, but there was a good distance between the two, so the man was unlikely to see his actions as hostile...at least not until he got closer.

Raelis, like the man, hoped this battle would be more of a challenge than his last.