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'first things first, I need to get out of here and find myself a better terrain for a more effective confrontation with him'.
His current surrounding is very shallow, like a tunnel with only one passageway out of it, and he, is at that passageway.
He had Caius below him, while he is above him. Such settings will not benefit Orun going up against the current Caius.
He knew he was going to be faster, stronger, fiercer, and he is at risk by being in a space so tight, not knowing how much distance the current Caius can cover, or how explosive his current power output is set at.
By finding himself an open area to stay in and prepare for his to the death fight against Caius, Orun would be giving himself enough space to make decisions, and multiple choices to reside in, while also giving himself the chance to have a better read on Caius's current power output.
Orun got out of the tunnel, staying in the open ground surrounded by trees, where he awaits Caius to come and meet him at.
Caius merged with Ignatius, took on a formidable form capable of sending shivers down the spines of nearby monsters, leading them to flee for their lives not even daring to look back to see what or who was exuding such vigorous Aura.
The forest of Anjonu trembled at the presence of Caius, and the trees bowed in submission to his will. The sky that was cloudy and puffy with only shadows washing down from it, turned bright with the sun finding its way out of the darkness and shining itself below.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCaius, the embodiment of a human and an Elemental spirit king, received thunderous echoes and applaud from the very world itself, with all that was near his presence, in compliance with him.
For the short moment he is fused with Ignatius, Caius had exceeded the limits of a human, and temporarily ascended to an half spiritual lifeform at the Heroic realm.
"It has been so long since I have taken this form, I have forgotten what it felt like to wield such might".
'save the admiration for later, we have work to do'.
Caius in his current form, is connected to Ignatius both physically and mentally. Whatever emotions Caius is going through, Ignatius can feel it even if it does not want to. Nothing is kept secret form them, they are in alignment with each other, and are forced to share the sentiments belonging to their other half.
They are, two minds inhabiting one body, and the only means of communication they have with them, is through telepathic means.
"i know what I need to do".
It took Caius half of the time it takes for one's heart to beat once, for him to get out of the tunnel and end up at where Orun was waiting for him.
"i apologize for keeping you waiting".
They still do not understand each other, but Caius at least understood that Orun did not attack him during his fusion with Ignatius, and even went as far as relocating to a more suitable place to wait for him while he completes his merging.
He knew, that Orun wasn't aiming for an half assed fight with him, or a one sided fight like earlier. What he wanted, is a battle with great difficulty, one that requires blood being spilled, sweat dripping down their cheekbones, and the anticipation of who will come out victorious.
He commends Orun for wanting to have a battle of that caliber against him, but also admonishes his stupidity for not understanding that once he fuses with Ignatius an Elemental spirit king, whatever chance or opportunity Orun had against him, has been nullified.
[Master, whatever you do, do not get cut by his great Sword and Spear!].
'your worries are duly noted Oracle'.
Oracle warned Orun of the danger potential that the two Mythical grade weapons that Caius was holding unto had.
This isn't common knowledge for Orun, but the kind of body that he has, is not one that can be easily damaged by ordinary arms.
His tough refined skin harnessed under the influence of inferno, has made him immune to being hurt by random weapons, and only from a select grades of arms, can damage be done to him.
He had once used his own thorns to cut his leg off, so he could escape from the hold of the first Goblin general.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe reason why he succeeded in cutting it off using his thorns, is because just like his body, his thorned made skill has also been influenced by the elements of inferno, hence the reason why it was able to deal damage to Orun's body.
The weapons made by Caius using the Aura from his fusion with Ignatius, is greater and more influenced than the thorns Orun produces out of his body.
Placing it under a particular ranking, would take it above the unique set of weapons, and a little below the legendary rank weapons, while Caius's weapons are of the Mythical grade ranking, placing it one and a half grade above Orun's.
Orun's thorn grade is set at that level, due to his racial characteristics.
He, is an half spiritual entity who has yet to cross to the realm of a spiritual entity, putting him just at the doorstep of spiritual entities.
If he was a full fledged spiritual entity, the sorts of weapons his Aura could produce, will increase the rank to legendary, and with more Aura poured into it, could luckily increase the rank to Mythical.
Orun has yet to earn the full qualifications and merits that all spiritual entity has, because he is yet to be one himself.
He took Oracle's advise to heart, and cladded his fist in thorns, making them sleek and as durable as they can be.
When he was done with that, he turned his gaze over to Caius who had appeared in front of him, and started off with a staring contest, both of them not moving and doing battle with only their eyes glaring at each other.
The pace of their breathing, shifted to a rhythmical form, and the surroundings in an instant, turned deaf silent with their heartbeats echoing out noise from their chest.