Dungeon of Niflheim

A loud earth shattering clanging of metal striking metal burst out the moment his glaive met with Indra's katana. He was forced back from the residual force but kept his feet firmly on the ground, preparing to strike back against his brother at the next opportunity. However,

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Indra didn't let up on his offensive even after the effect of his skill [spark storm] had ran out. His blows may not be as heavy as Frost's, but he could attack at double possibly even triple the speed therefore Frost was quickly overwhelmed by the aggression and forced to focus solely on defence. For a moment Frost felt as though he was fighting against Maya.

Drowning in an endless cycle of deadly strikes, unable to even come up for air, forever on the backfoot. But Indra was not Maya, in fact he was miles from reaching her level.

Frost continued to act like a turtle as Indra stabbed, slashed and sliced from all manner of angles and positions, as if desperate to break open his brother's shell which he was in a way. Attacking in such a manner not only required specialised breathing and focus to completely isolate Frost within an endless cycle but a hell of a lot of stamina.

It wasn't easy to keep up such an exhaustive measure and normally his opponents would be felled rather quickly or at least expose some sort of weak point. Not Frost, however. The damn bastard switched completely to defence without a moment's hesitation and even buffed up the more exposed areas of his chakra armour, using them to deflect some of the off angle blows.

After over 60 seconds of getting nowhere Indra was getting annoyed.

"God dammit stop cowering like a turtle Frost! Fight like a ma….." Indra's taunt was cut short by a vicious stabbing from Frost's glaive that scratched the side of his neck, drawing blood.

"Guess we're even now." Frost replied with a viscous expression as he pulled back his glaive and took a deep breath before going on the offensive.

"Shit!" Indra realised too late that he had been drawn into a trap. His stamina was greatly expended during his onslaught, slowing down his reactions and overall speed but that wasn't all. The area around him and even his body felt…cold. It was only now that he noticed tendrils of silver flames wrapping themselves around his katana and body, silently encroaching upon the lightning chakra armour.

The chill slowly developed and invaded his body as he continued to attack Frost in close combat, like a poison. He needed to make some distance and fast.

"[Cage of lightning]" While parrying a heavy slash from Frost, Indra used magic for the first time in the duel. Just like Frost he could easily use up to 3rd circle magic.

In response to his aria a large yellow magic crest appeared below and above Frost before encasing him within a cage made of lightning, immediately halting his aggression. Wasting no time at all Indra used this opportunity to get some distance and purge the effects of the invading chill however his [cage of lighting] barely lasted a couple seconds before Frost was free and on his tail.

"[Freezing fire burst]" The moment the lightning cage walls locked him in Frost activated his own magic, a spell that he'd been practising an awful lot recently. This spell was usually used as an attack, the magic crest would appear on the enemy and wrap them in cold flames before bursting outwards however Frost learned to use it in a different manner.

Thanks to his immunity to ice and ability to harness ice fire, such magic was practically a tonic for his body therefore he could use it on himself and turn his own body into an exploding bomb of ice fire. Such a move was useless against Maya as was the use of steadily invading ice fire chakra but against Indra and his lightning element it worked wonders.

The ice element was becoming more and more unfathomable as he delved deeper into its hidden capabilities.

"What the hell is that!" Indra was completely blown away by the sight of Frost effectively blowing himself up in order to escape the [cage of lightning].

"Magic! Now let's see how you handle this strike [Wyvern's maw]." While Indra was still surprised Frost activated his most powerful weapon skill. In addition to the usual enhancements to his glaive when the skill was activated a massive wyvern head formed at the edge of the blade. Its teeth, razor sharp and more than capable of biting off Indra's arms if given the chance.

Frost while bearing a mad smile swung his glaive with all his strength, launching the wyvern head at Indra.

"A ranged attack is it. Two can play at that little brother [Lightning serpent]" Indra's katana glowed azure as he slowly rotated the blade in a circle. Once it rotated the full 360 degrees lighting spewed from the circle and formed into a feathered serpent with azure skin. The summoned creature roared majestically the moment it was born before charging straight for the massive wyvern head.

The beasts clashed viciously, tearing one another apart as their masters dashed to the side, starting a conflict of magic.

"[Ice bolt]" Frost summoned five ice bolts each roughly 70cm long and fired them at Indra as his wyvern battled against Indra's lightning serpent.

"[Lightning bolt]" Indra responded in kind with the lightning element's spell equivalent. Five lightning bolts similar in size to Frost's appeared from a yellow coloured magic crest before flying towards their target. Bolt took out bolt with neither coming out on top.

"[Ice lance] Frost upped the anti by moving to 2nd circle magic. A large lance of ice easily 2 metres in length was summoned above his head and before like the previous bolts charged straight for Indra.

"Hmph! [Lightning shield]" Indra chose to test his defensive magic and summoned a large kite shield made of lightning.

Bzttztztzt!

The shield sparked and buzzed as the ice lance crashed into it, peeling back layers of ice from the lance as it struggled to pass through. However in the end the shield collapsed, allowing the lance to continue its journey in a far less impressive form. Indra chopped what remained in half with his katana, a frown evident on his face. Defensive magic was not his forte.

"[Call lightning]" Wanting to regain the advantage Indra activated the 3rd circle offensive spell [call lightning]. Frost looked up and clicked his tongue as the massive yellow crest formed above his head. This spell was one of the lightning elements most powerful 3rd circle spells. Simple in its action but incredibly deadly.

A thick pillar of lightning would be summoned directly on top of the target, striking them from on high. Not only was the spell destructive, it was fast, very fast.

He could always attempt to dodge the blast or endure it with his weapon, but they were competing in magic right now. Doing so would be like admitting his loss, his inability to compete. Thankfully he had a spell that suited the situation perfectly. Through his study of the magic tomes left by Leo's ancestor his control and knowledge over ice fire magic had improved considerably.

That, along with his frequent interactions with the high earth rank cold flame increased the repertoire of spells available for purchase in the dungeon menu. [Freezing fire burst] was one such spell as was this one.

"[Flaming ice shield]." This was Frost's only defence oriented 3rd circle spell and what a spell it was, more than enough to rival the mana cost and complexity of Indra's [call lightning]. In response to his aria an ice shield -similar to that of the 2nd circle spell, though more detailed- formed above his head before being encased in silver cold flames.

A rather beautiful image that only became more pronounced the moment Indra's lightning was summoned and crashed down against its surface.

Boooooommm!!!

As you would expect from a powerful pillar of lightning, the sound it created when making impact with the shield was tremendous in of itself but even with all that power and ferocity the pillar failed to breach the shield. The cold flames sapped away much of the lightning's magical strength while the ice layer, which was enhanced by the flames endured the physical blow.

Two sides working in tandem to completely block Indra's mighty [call lightning].

"You've got to be fucking kidding!" Indra loudly screeched while pointing at the still hovering shield above Frost's head. Though seriously damaged from the attack it was obvious who won the bout. "How the hell did that measly shield survive my [call lightning]?"

"Cause it's stronger idiot." Frost smirked and arched out his chest in a taunting manner, feeling proud of his achievement. Indra however was twitching at the mouth, his fury about to overwhelm him.

"Alright that's enough for a warmup don't you think!" Really irritated by the results of their magic bout Indra glared at his brother with clenched fists.

"Sure, sounds good to me. Just don't come crying when I knock you flat on your ass!" Frost twirled his glaive and readied his stance.

"….Trust me that'll never happen LITTLE brother."