Aizel was continually thinking about how to use mana to perform magic. At the time, he was just imagining how to use magic as he did with the sword and the enhancement.
He chose fire not only because it was effective against the frost wyvern and the surroundings, but also because it was the closest magic he had ever felt in this world during a battle with Larisa.
As Aizel stood between the steam, he took a cigarette and placed it between his lips while combining his index and middle fingers to create a little flame to light it up.
The wyvern roared and began to charge at him. Aizel smoked while concentrating on little compressed fire spears, just like Larisa did in the past.
The fire spears began to hover around him, and he began to shoot in the direction of Wyvern with his hand action.
The wyvern skillfully dodges the spears in mid-air, impressively demonstrating his flying talents while charging his own icicle-spiked assault at the Aizel.
Aizel enhanced his speed and began evading the spikes as he ran through the ice woodland.
The exchange lasted a few minutes before the wyvern dove towards Aizel like an arrow, compressing a small ball of frost with his jaws.
The wyvern closed in on Aizel while releasing a compressed frost ball at him.
Aizel felt that the ball was a bad deal and raised his right hand straight like a sword. As flames appeared on his arm, the mana began to engulf him. He pushed it down further and cut the icy ball downward like a sword.
Yet, as he cut the ball in half, Wyvern approached, attempting to grab Aizel with his leg.
Aizel flew through the air, shooting flames like a jet from his leg to avoid the wyvern while constructing a blazing trident in mid-flight.
The trident was at least 3 meters tall as Aizel threw it toward the wyvern while enhancing the strength in his arm.
The blazing trident shot like a bullet, leaving a fire trail behind it, and struck straight at the wyvern's right wing.
Rooaarr....
The wyvern roared again, this time in agony. Just as he was about to fly away, two fire chains pierced both wings deeply, and Aizel sprang forward like an arrow and landed on the wyvern's back.
"Where are you going; the bloodbath has only just begun?" Aizel muttered this while raising both hands straight like a sword with compressed fire and slashing at the back of the wyvern.
Blood splattered all over the wyvern's back scales as he screamed in agony. He began flying in an attempt to knock Aizel off balance.
The wyvern stumbles in mid-air, blood dripping from torn wings and the back of the body, while Aizel falls onto the ground.
The wyvern growled angrily, flapping his wings and sending a small ice storm toward Aizel.
Aizel created a fire tornado to counter the attack while also launching fireballs at the wyvern. Because he wasn't as fast or as swift as previously, several fireballs hit the wyvern this time.
Wyern dashed towards Aizel once more, heading straight for a brawl.
The wyvern attacked with his tail, which Aizel attempted to block. But the force it generated sent him flying like a rag doll.
Aizel coughed as he rose to his feet.
"Gosh, this fucker still has a lot of strength; if only I had a sword right now." While coughing up blood, Aizel said.
"I need to do something crazy again." Aizel considered this as he shot forward again towards the wyvern.
The wyvern flew directly at Aizel, unafraid of the confrontation.
Wyvern opened his mouth as they both charged at each other, showing that he intended to stab Aizel with those fangs.
Aizel unexpectedly turned into flames, exactly like Larisa had done against him before, as the wyvern entered the flames, bewildered, just as they were going to collide.
Aizel reconstructed himself and grabbed the wyvern's tail by sinking flaming chains deep inside it.
The Wyvern shouted out in pain once more and rocketed skyward at a 90-degree angle, Aizel dangling from his tail.
They were flying for a bit when the wyvern drew his tail towards his jaws. Aizel waited for that time, releasing his right hand from the chain and performing the stabbing action like a spear with his right arm, concentrating mana and compressing the heat.
He stabbed three times in a matter of seconds, and Wyvern barely noticed.
The focused heat stab entered his body from within, leaving three large wounds around his stomach. And with that, the soaring wyvern and Aizel began to fall to the ground.
They both fell, leaving a crater in the ground.
Aizel was lying flat on his back on the ground, panting from pain in every part of his body.
"Hell, I can't even move, and if that didn't kill him, I guess that's the end of me." Aizel coughed and looked towards the wyvern.
The frost wyvern's blood-soaked body lay like a corpse. It started to change into a sparkle that seemed like the trial had ended.
After viewing that, Aizel sighed with relief.
The sparkle began to encircle Aizel. It began to take the shape of a double-edged sword, completely black from hilt to handle to blade.
"A sword as a reward? I needed the new weapon, but that's all. I fought a fucking wyvern and only received one reward." Aizel appeared pretty pissed.
Suddenly, he began to sparkle as he reformed back at the yellow flower field, only to see Alisha in some kind of light blue armor.
"You seemed pretty irritated for someone who had just finished the trial."
Aizel didn't know what to say to her. Clearly, he can't mention the fact that he fucking fought a wyvern and won. He didn't trust her yet; it was better to hide everything.
"Well, yeah, I battled a lot of wolves but only got one sword." Aizel lied flatly.
Larisa gazed at the blade while saying, "It looks like a really decent sword; we should go to the weapon shop tomorrow to learn more about it."
Aizel nodded in agreement.
He wanted to learn more about magic. The use of fire magic was clearly unbelievable. The excitement, the thrill—it was so intense that Aizle imagined himself fighting a wyvern in a video game.
Daisy will have to answer a lot of my questions now.
