Lorenzo winced as he witnessed thhe armored man rise and leap from the ship, using his extending blade as support in order to reach him.
His teeth gnashing as he smiled ferociously, he roared in glee. The men clashed furiously in the air, sparks flew from every directon as their blades crossed multiple times. This time, the pirate used magic in order to create bursts of fire to guide his arm, not unlike a motor.
The deafening sound of metal against metal, the tearing pain as Lorenzo's very body cooked from the inside, his blood boiling and pumping at speeds so monstruous his insides were torn by the force. The pirate was now steaming red, his bloodshot eyes containing fire unlike ever before.
The sparks grew into flames, that danced around the two opponents, shredding the air apart and tearing at the armored man as the blows intensified. Lorenzo's body was mercilessly cut, but the multiple explosions surrounding Adjutor tore his flesh.
Both stared at each other, one last exlosion resulted from their clashing blades, they had finally gained distance. His opponent was now falling down once again, Lorenzo charged towards him with tremendous flames following behind him, not unlike a space rocket going right at the armored man.
Their blades crossed once more, this time the force was so great, the air around them burst, a boom tore both warriors, Lorenzo's ribs were crushed as countless cuts formed on his face and body. His right eye was now lost. Whipping a violent gust of burning pyre directed at him, his opponent was launched to the ground, the violent fall most definitely caused some damage.
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His heart was giving in, the flesh, his flesh couldn't bear it any longer. Screaming pain ate his very reason, and he stopped thinking altogether.
"LAST STAND!", Lorenzo roared, these would be the last words ever spoken by the pirate. His heat, his chest, his very being burned from the inside out. Flying near the ship, he grabbed the remaining chink of the fiery fortune, and launched it to his opponent. The ship now ceasing to float, it was akin a great projectile aimed at him, a giant construct meant to crush him.
And atop that broken ship was Lorenzo, pushing it further and further with bursting flames, the ship now turned into a deadly rocket aimed right at Adjutor.
The impact shook the earth, the mightiest explosion of them all tore the very shadows as everything burst into flames. Lorenzo now fell to the ground, his leg crumbled under the strain, he grimaced.
Inside that very explosion of erupting fire, Lorenzo could see a silhouette of a man, Without even thinking, he charged towards it with a great burst, wings of pyre on his back to propel him even faster.