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Yawgmoth's expressioned turned to a deadly serious look as he watched the daggers come. He tilted his head and held a hand out with the crimson in his eyes burning brighter a purple vortex of raging winds circled about him. As the daggers drew too close they were 'eaten' by the cyclone and spun about him like sattalites orbiting a planet. He reached up and snatched one in such a manner that it cut his skin as he dropped the blade to the ground he flung his blood outward spattering it on the ground. No more words now it was all action as he raised a hand a purple glow emitted from him as the vortex ceased dropping the daggers to the ground. A large black ball sat just off of his palm with a loud sound the ball launched forward at the dragon spiraling to keep its path not as predictable.

((I need a question answered that's going to determine my next move did he use the shadows to vanish or vanish into the shadows?))

((Right then))

Yawgmoth's head tilted in the other direction as he grinned. "You lose..." Alex was right in thinking it a bad move but then again he couldnt've known unless he saw Yawgmoth's entrance into the arena. He came through the darkness, through the shadows and was such a master of them that they bowed to his will. Feeling someone seep into them he waited until his ball was almost ready to crash into alex and with a roar had the darkness spit alex up like a piece of food that made them sick which in turn spat him into the course of the ball with zero reaction time to the impact the ball crashed in on its mark exploding with a powerful energy that would very likely blow Alex apart or damage him beyond fighting right. Taking the note that Alex used a varity of elements ice, his blood and the darkness Yawgmoth made the assumption that he was skilled with those but a master at none whereas Yawgmoth was a master of darkness and had used that advantage to earn this strike.

((its one of two things A) He explodes into lots of tiny pieces and dies or B) his scales, being a dragon, protect him enough to let him live but leave him with heavy muscle damage and severe burns (shadow burns since fire don't work with dragons too well) I was leaving exactly where it hit him up to you))

The wrongful thing about making a wall of blood between himself and the orb was that the wall was frozen and the ball being hot with energy melted the blood as it neared it losing no velocity or strength it was simple physics. Now with nothing to stop it and Alex undefended the ball smashed into its target exploding in a grand array of power a real display of what Yawgmoth could do.

*The boulder he had satt on when he entered the first time seemed pretty lonely at the moment, atleast now when it didn't have someone sitting on top of it observing the others. The wind seemingly began to calm down as one single velvet black butterfly landed with it's gentle legs onto the lonesome boulder, it's wings batting up and down for awhile until they suddenly froze open. More of the same butterfly began to appear and land ontop of eachother on the boulder, eventualy beginning to form themselves after a humanoid figure that apparantly satt with his right arm across it's right knee.
As the final butterfly landed on the top of the humanoid figure, they all suddenly blew up and sendt gallons of blood flying into the air. The figure they had hidden smirked as the blood began to float in mid-air before it split itself into two lines, both moveing around him in their own distinct pattern just like the lines planets would evolve around their sun.
He had returned, recovered, re-armed and dressed in new and comfortable clothes, He waited for his next opponent to approach*

*His armor made small clinking noises as he walked back onto the battle field. He took in a long breath of fresh air, savoring the moment of peace before he proceeded to the middle of the area