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"It's not like there isn't another one now. I just need the earth in THIS one, it's SPECIAL!!!" Laz wouldn't manage to get too close before another, smaller wall smacked him in the jaw before blocking off his path.

The repercussions of it, said so simply...there was another polar cap there? Of course there was, if he could make one move, he could totally make a new one out of just water and rock, it was all a matter of encourging natural things to go FASTER! And Sun was good at threatening nature. His existance did that before he even began asking...or demanding, which was the case now.

"I've been leniant so far! I won't be again. I may not have my weapon, or my wings. But I don't need those just to defeat a puppy and a hasbeen warrior."

Coldly he faced them both, even as a new rumble started. The earth around the buldge peaked and then exploded in a spike of twisted wood that hooped, and then slammed into the ground. All and all it was like the one Knights had made as a portal to Guldor back in Latent. But this ones purpose was completely different as it instantly deposited more seeds along it's path.

Flowers started to bloom, but soon died due to the frozen fog that had appeared from the melting ice and snow. It wouldn't be long though, before a few found root and started to spread. Arches, not as big as the first, would rumble through til they hit the outer edges of the circle, freezing in the colder air, all depositing new life into the ground.

"Mm...faster then I expected..." He put his hands behind his back and looked up at the arc, even as frozen petals rained down through the mist. "This will work."

"SO AM I!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!" Sunstrike's eyes turned green with yellow pupils.

The foot implanted itself against his chest and he screamed at Laz.

Tendrils shot out of the ground, bright green against the soggy snow, and curled around the leg still on the ground. Thorns sprang and literally dug into a grip to yank Laz as far away as possible, throwing up waves of slush, or at least until the other man could slice himself free.

If Laz couldn't break them, he'd end up hanging upsidedown from one of the lesser arches like a lassoed rabbit.

Sunstrike heaved like a child throwing a tantrum, rubbing his chest where the imprint of a boot was left in the skin and shadow fabric. Glowing cracks split along his chest before trying to seal themselves. The ones around his face grew worse.

He looked to the dazed Vahn and his eyes narrowed, as if daring HIM to actually do anything before he went back to work.

Dammit... lost too much blood... All he could do was continue to watch from the sidelines, holding his side and trying to keep body together.

Just wearing the armor had nearly shattered everything inside and outside of him. He couldn't imagine ever having to willingly go through that hell again.

But this...this is bad... real bad... I've never... seen Sun like this... The geological consequences of Sun's relocation was already affecting Gaia on a wide world scale.. causing flooding and several of Guldor's icecaps to melt.

The world was literally getting it's face changed.

And all the 'great' hero known as Vahn could do was watch, as if this were some anime episode. What's the point.. of being so awesome.. so strong... so badass... if I can't even do nothing!

Everything rested on that lone figure, who just happened to be in his own seclusion here.

The so called 'second fiddle' and bit player known as Lazenca.

This was not Vahn's spotlight. There was not going to be any miraculous rescue, or dramatic entry.

Lazenca would have to become an hero.

Lazenca...SAVE US!

With the shout of a million young sparrows, the beating of a thousand white wings, and the crashing of a hundred cool waves-- his thoughts would echo out into the heavens.

It was a fine role, you know? Doing things in the background, not being depended on to defend the world and its people every other month.


That song was seriously starting to haunt him.


Distract they would, as Laz had no wish to wear a collar of thorns. Sunstrike was given that chance to rise again, forcing Lazenca to almost dance around vines while white lines remained in his wake that'd either tear into a vine or immediately disappear. Constant starting of FotAW without closing the Draw was the way he bobbed and weaved around individual lines of green.

Give the man a glowstick, and trace the erratic path he was taking back to Sunstrike.

A twist of his body counter-clockwise accompanied by low stance had Lazenca's closed fist finding its way into Sun's gut, and the corkscrew hook was followed with the left arm straightening. It was more likely to push Sun back on the ground than to actually damage him, but either effect was fine with him.

[fist. ^_^]

Oh, screw this noise. If Sunstrike was going to play with ice, then Laz'd show him how it was done. Balling his right fist, he walked through what used to be a wall of icy spikes, but was now melted and collapsing as if a blowtorch had been taken to it. It was close enough to the truth, as all the coldness, the solidity was being removed from the structure.

A shuffle forward, a twist of his hips, and he roundhoused Sunstrike in the face just after the portal opened. Didn't know, didn't care, but putting Sun to sleep should stop it.

"Stop ignoring me!"

With the miss, Lazenca twisted his back leg, lifting it off the ground while his attacking foot quickly sought the ground. The plan was to turn the whiff into a suprise back-kick, but Sun closed the distance and gut checked him in transition. His body was turning away so that his back would end up to Sun, and this is when the hit came. And so Lazenca stumbled forward a step away from Sun, a little closer to the portal. But not close enough.

How... irritating! Sunstrike was fast... certainly faster than the last time they fought each other. Not much stronger, but the maniuplation of the elements- first water, wind, and ice, and now earth- was making things harder for him. The temperature was rising, slowly but steadily removing Lazenca's steady energy source. The last thing he needed was Sunstrike thinking to use fire. It seemed that the guy's intense dislike for the cold had been... removed and now, an attack was just an attack. The extra effect was gone.

"I liked you better with a stick in your hands," was his spoken word as he ever so calmly straightened. Why in the world was he trying to remain h2h against someone manipulating the world? A stupid thing to do, yes... and so as he pivoted quickly on the heel to face Sun and the female again, his left hand rose to a height equal to the middle of his chest, the wrist limp. The right hand was at his side, fingers closing to have the knuckles crack, then they too went limp.

"What now?"

"...I don't understand." His eyes chanced to glance at the femme as she passed him and went away.

"I don't understand... what the hell's wrong with you. Why you're so fast and quick and I'm having an ungodly hard time laying a finger on you. I don't understand why you're not cringing at the weather... or at least, what it used to be... when the last time we met, you were cringing at any temperature change."

His right hand lifted, and pointed to Sun's downed friend. "I don't understand why you and he are out here... why you were trapped in some ice glass thing with a seal that looks like your tattoo... why he had to fight some... gigan of flesh and machinery I think just to have you ignore that he came out here to save you... that I had a hell of a time trying to figure out what was going on because he was going crazy and refused to leave you here. And now you want me to walk off with him?

"I don't understand why you're changing the temperature, ruining the ecosystem because damn it, you're going to kill a lot of my food and resting place to do it... noticable or not, it's happening." Note, the steadily rising water around him. It was as if the Tundra as Lazenca knew it was dying. Animals knew when change was happening, when something bad was going down. The birds, whatever species had made residence in the cold land, had already taken flight... overhead, a large, colorful flock passed over the scene. The deer and goats were wandering, the rodents were scattering.

"Magical backlash... grand adventures, flesh golems, seals of glass, portals, women popping up out of the water only to walk away, changing the very face of Gaia to make a garden. Man, flowers aren't supposed to bloom out here. I shouldn't be worried about someone drowning out here, or catching sunburn..."

He clenched both fists, shaking one somewhere between the sky and at Sunstrike. Confusion was a mutha.

"I don't understand you... I don't understand THIS!"

Hands went down as his eyes scoped the scene. It was like some fantasy watery landscape... the trees were glistening with water created from melting snow. Vahn would be laying in a puddle that had the width of a lake... thank goodness it hadn't the depth of one as well. Valek's place, some minutes' journey away, seemed a little brighter with the snow melting, occasional glints of light fragmented by the frozen tornado offering stunning gleams and shimmers off the many blades and pieces of armor littered in the late demon's "yard."

A pause for a breath.

"I don't understand why I had to be the one out here to decide what should happen. All this damn pressure... so, okay."

His hands went back in the Draw Ready position.

"Convince me to believe you. Make me understand."

"What am I supposed to say or do to something like that? You don't know me or Vahn, but you just called me by my name? If you're not Sunstrike, then... who are you supposed to be?"

He'd rather be sleeping. Next to a female.

"Where does that thing go?" He was talking about the portal, of course.