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If that was all Ali did this time it wouldn't be too hard to avoid. Yawgmoth began to simply roll, away from Ali and away from where the pillar was going to land. It didn't take much effort to roll one's self away from danger and Yawgmoth just did manage to get away before the large structure smashed where he'd been laying. He was finding it difficult to breathe though, and the matrix was still not full, not enough energy to use that gift yet. Another few moments, that's all he needed. He was almost sure he could get them now being further away from Ali and with a pillar between them that he would have to go around or jump over to get to Yawgmoth.

Ali's power could be felt by the tyrant but he did not sense it moving closer. Ali was...waiting. Waiting for Yawgmoth to heal. So be it. Yawgmoth took his careful time. Making sure the energy matrix was full before releasing it. A very bright white light fired off behind the pillar. The effects of Treva's gift taking hold. Utilizing the large amount of energy the planeshifting matrix produced it began to rapidly heal Yawgmoth, restoring everything to complete and utter perfection. It was as if he had never fought Ali at all today. The only downside to using this gift besides it being a once a day thing was that it overloaded the matrix and planeshifting again was out of the question by a long shot. Still, Yawgmoth hoped his power would be enough that he wouldn't need it. Standing up from behind the pillar Yawgmoth stared across the battlefield at Ali his arms too crossed over his chest. If it was a real fight Ali wanted, he was going to get it. Yawgmoth began. As Ali had unleashing the locks on his gate and letting his power rage to the surface. Yawgmoth's body was unable to handle the strain and so as the darkness continued to mount on him the power seeming to be unstable and uncontrollable Yawgmoth's skin started to peel away. A thick black layer of skin revealed itself to Aliator. A familiar looking face as the skin peeled off of Yawgmoth's and fell to the ground. The demonid Ali had fought once that destroyed the arena. It was surfacing again only nowhere near as large as it had been before. Then Yawgmoth was imperfect, and it took much more to control. Now that Yawgmoth's power was perfected the demonoid body was much more adept at containing the beastal powers of darkness. It stood only eight feet tall and held no wings, sharpened white horns adorned its head along matted white hair that was a little longer. A thick obsidian colored skin and an ugly set of jaws with much more teeth and much sharper teeth. The demonid did not speak verbally but rather through the air and through the mind of those who were open. "We are ready Aliator"

"We don't have to" the voice of the demonid spoke through the air and through the minds of those without mental protection. The demon took a breath and exhaled a thick black fog that very quickly consumed the battle area where he and Ali intended to fight. The fog was of course darkness. What was it meant to do? Well act like a smoke bomb mostly and cover the battle arena in darkness which Yawgmoth could then use for assaults later on. This would be the first start of it. Yawgmoth's control was absolute now, no amount of dark magic was going to over power his.

The black fog served it's purpose and the disembodied voice of Yawgmoth echoed through from several directions at once. "You've never felt anything quite like this Aliator. We will make sure you remember it.". Elsewhere inside the black fog the demonoid's body merged into the mist using his more advanced darkness control now that all of his power was raging full. Using this fact the misted form of Yawgmoth moved rapidly through the fog, a breach in the fog came with a fist rushing towards Ali's chest region. The skin of this form of Yawgmoth was black matching the fog, making it nigh impossible to find the fist in the darkness let alone see the blow coming. The only indication that it was even there was a slight whooshing sound from the speed at which it broke the air.

Yawgmoth's skin was tougher in this state of being, much tougher than anything Ali had ever seen him as. The acidic effects of the aura would probably only begin to eat it off if it remained there for a prolonged period of time. Simple punches like the one that had just cracked him in the chest only made his skin tingle with the itching sensation. The arm faded back into the black fog but came right out again, this time from the mist beneath Ali launching upward towards his jawbone from underneath. While in the mist the same rules applied, it was blacked so it blended in incredibly well and gave little hint to its approach. Ali would have to dispel the fog to gain any kind of advantage.

It had been who knew how long since the two dragonkin had been in deadlock.
Both Gage and Skyeheart were at overlimit and breathing heavy.
The extended battle had taken it toll on Gage's psyhe as he was not used to his power levels being strained as it was.
As for Skyeheart, his body was starting to suffer from housing the deities for so long.
The fight was nearing its close as both sides were steadily losing their will to push on.
One strong hit may be all it took now to win for either opponent.

*It was a great idea that Yawg got but he had forgotten one vital thing about Ali's elektroplasma body, it was build for fighting and therefor it held no vital organs such as lungs, heart or liver. When Yawg decided to block Ali's air supply, it only caused what seemed like black mist to eluminate out from Ali's mouth. Nor did Critter get injured due to it being incased around the "Cape" parasite with enough oxygen to survive for several minutes. Ali shot out his arms and caused the aura to rapidly increase in size and eradicate a light red glowing light, creating eventually a large red dome amidst the dark fog and allowing Ali a change to get out. Thrusting upwards with his legs and jumping up into the air, Payback time. Using his air manipulation abillty, Ali managed to make sure he seemingly stood on solid ground in mid-air. Lifting up his right hand afterwards and gathering the aura of his into a massive orb then moving it abit out to the site before he threw it down towards the darkness, shielding himself somewhat with his right arm afterwards. The orb was more or less the same as the normal "Rage orbs" Ali would unleash only a s**t load more powerful and creating a very large explosion, it did hold 2/3 of Ali's entire rage.*

From inside the mist the demonoid watched as the constricting darkness within his air ways or rather what would have been Ali's air ways, did nothing. Why? Yawgmoth had completely forgotten about Aliator's battle body. He didn't have time to ponder as Ali went on the offensive. The mist around him instantly ceased and instead jumped to form a large black orb surrounding Yawgmoth as the rage orb unleashed by Aliator detonated. The strength of the darkness had increased yes but not enough to handle something quite so powerful. The orb shattered as the explosion went off taking most of the edge off of the attack, the rest of it connected with Yawgmoth's obsidian colored skin sending him into another ruined wall. It hurt yes, but it would have hurt a lot more had the darkness not been there to absorb some of the impact. Luckily for Yawgmoth two things had occurred that saved him aside from the darkness. In the mist Ali hadn't known where exactly Yawgmoth was, this gave him time to move so the blast wouldn't be dead on him. Secondly his obsidian colored skin was much much tougher than his usual humanoid skin and this took off even more of the edge to the damage that it would have caused. Though Yawgmoth was now exposed and in plain sight his brain worked through a quick solution and with a broad smile over his hideous face, his eyes burned with a bright red light causing the darkness inside of Aliator's battle body to ignite with power and explode from within. Vital organs be damaged, this was as point blank as it got.