[Kanji_The_Wanderer]

"ROAR!!" Zanden screams, enraged by how underrated he is. Swirls of ignited gas spiral around him. "Enough of your frivolous foolery! This ends, NOW!"

The fire dragon's posture is tall and strong, he cranes his neck back, and stretches out his oversized wings. He is clearly accumulating a force inside himself. The fire of his wings creep inward, and enkindled his flesh. His entire being became one colossal ball of fire in the form of a dragon. That hellfire rendered the majority of the grove to bits of black ash. Yellow, orange and white flames licked and hissed the defiled husk of the earth. Two green gems gleamed in the fire, all had been consumed but his emerald eyes.

I dig my hands into the cool mud, grabbing up chunks of moist earth. This exhibition of power demonstrated by a dragon had never been so distinguished before. Well, except for Akuma. I've only clashed with an Elite once before....It was Xephon, the harbinger of Ice...And I didn't exactly defeat Xephon at that time either. Akuma intervened and rendered that vile fiend into a fine dust.

I was making the mistake of not properly gauging his tenacity as a soldier. As it was, I was being afflicted by Yogensha's power. It was a foreign article within me, and my body was rejecting his power. Sending my fighting prowess into a fit. At one point my abilities were skyrocketing through the stratosphere, and then next it plummeted to a depth as the deepest trench in the ocean.
Nevertheless, these incidences were simply the result of unpreventable events, and I must simply deal with that was handed to me, and play the game accordingly.

I stand straight, my boots dig deep into the mud, Zanden's blaze gains mass, a beat of his wings send a wind of fire across the field. Another beating of his wings, and fires swirl around themselves, blowing a series of miniature fireballs from the inferno around him. The blaze, mixed with wind morphs into a funneling tornado of fire. A turbulent gust blows through the grove, uprooting trees, and sucking them up into the eye. I dash back, flipping a few hundred paces away, and land safely onto a tree branch. This was one unfavorable moment where my abilities reached an all time low. I pressed my hands together and then laid them upon the smooth wood of the tree. I focus my energies through my chest, out of my fingertips and into the bark of the tree. The old oak hummed with pure, clear light. I manage to accelerate the growth of the tree's roots, several hundred times over. They twist through the ground, and blast through to the surface. The oak grows several meters in height and diameter. It is the tallest tree in miles, and will be the perfect catalyst for a final attack. The roots head for the sky, bringing up bits of granite and boulders with it. In no more than a minutes time, a wall of stone and earth had been erected, nearly as tall as the oak.

Energies surge, as I poke at Yogensha's gargantuan stamina. The vehement tornado walloped into the earth wall. Clasping my hands together roots moved up and blocked the wind from overlapping and rolling off the sides of the wall. Zanden's head and wings were bent forward and down, as he discerned the elemental clamor before him. He as well concentrated, and his fire grew even greater, this stand off quickly became a battle of will. Who could hold off longer? Who could push forward the hardest? Sweat rolled down my brow while blood trickled down my chin from biting my lip too hard. My wrists and hands were shaking from pressing them together so strenuously. I grew new stronger roots from the tree, and placed them at the back of the wall. Pushing that seventy something foot barrier at Zanden. His tornado slowly receded as the wall closed the distance to Zanden. He growled and grunted, but his struggle was fruitless, he took a deep breath and the tornado vanished as quickly as it had formed. The wall was still pushing forward incredibly hard, but that tornado was no longer there to be a hindrance. Then, while the wall was pressing forward at an incredible rate, I finagled the roots to break the wall into numerous pieces, with no obstruction, a wave of stone and earth smashed headlong into Zanden. Zanden was sent flying backwards, and he crashed hard yards from where he was standing. Where he fell I could see Aisha's shack behind in the distance. It was so close.

“It's over Zanden! Die!” I shouted out into the sky. I had to end this now before he discovered Aisha's home, and set a match to it. The tree grew more, to an unnatural state. It stood a hundred and fifty feet strong, it consumed the entire grove, roots and earth broke up from every corner. I jumped off, roots came up to meet me, as I ran forward through the sky, roots rose up to be my stepping stones. Zanden had recovered and was flying at me, “how dare you!!” he bellowed. NOW! I exclaimed, The earth below Zanden opened wide and the roots of the tree reached high and grabbed the fiery dragon right out of the air, his shield of fire was still in place, over his entire body. The roots caught fire, but I planned for that. Water exploded forth from that chasm in the earth. It doused Zanden's flame. He was losing power, for his fire was the source of his prowess. His shield vanished. Not even his wings were ablaze, which were so naturally. Rock met his head, and he fell to the ground once again...The dragon lay unconscious, near death....I gasped for air, and shrugged off my blurred sight. I laugh out loud, pressing on my knee to stand upright. And sigh a deep breath.