Conquering His Cold Heart

"Shit!" Karrick loudly cursed as he picked up speed and charged at the [wyvern's maw] preferring to tango with that than Frost himself. Unfortunately for him neither was a good option.

"[Piercing flame]" He shot out with what was his trademark skill, hoping to pierce through the skull of wyvern and move forward but instead.

Boom!

"Ahhh!" After a momentous clash Karrick screamed in pain as he was forced to take several steps back. His entire right arm felt numb and several seams between his fingers burst open, he even lost a couple loose scales. The force behind the wyvern was clearly higher than that of his spear thus the painful backlash but worse than that he was now directly in Frost's path.

Ignoring the pain and weakness in his hand he quickly turned himself around and took a defensive stance. His feet moved into position to best absorb force as dictated by his spear style but….

"You'd probably be better dodging this one [Glacial crash]." Frost warned from above. A massive glacier formed behind his glaive, adding weight to his overhead blow. Karrick grimaced and immediately chose to follow Frost's suggestion. He dropped his defensive stance and leaped to the side without much grace.

Booooooommmmmm!!!

Frost and his glaive came down onto the ground like a clap of thunder. The earth around the impact site shattered as a large hole was made with Frost left in the centre. The blow was strong enough to cause the entire room to tremble as if an earthquake hit.

"Shit!" Frost cursed as lava started to seep through the cracks he created. With urgency he leaped away from the devastation his attack caused and followed after Karrick, his glaive raised and ready for another mighty swing.

'Friggin monster!' Karrick screamed in his mind as he jumped to his feet and ran.

Frost quickly chased after him, wondering where his previous confidence and desire to battle had gone. Was he really scared off by a little crack in the floor.

"Karr…sneaky bugg" he started to call out to his fleeing brother but suddenly heard an ominous click beneath his feet and with a quick look down he realised that he'd been led into a trap. The moment his foot made contact with trap, lava started to bubble to the surface, half a second later it exploded or rather erupted upwards in an attempt to swallow him whole.

Frost was forced to recklessly kick the floor to push himself off balance and out of the way.

Waiting for this exact situation was Karrick, he double backed the moment Frost entered the trap's range. Without having to fear the offshoots of lava he stabbed out with his spear, aiming for Frost's left leg.

"[Piercing flame]" Once more with the adept level spear skill he stabbed at his elder brother, hoping to once again deal some unexpected damage. One had to admit Karrick had quite the tactical mind when it came to using his surroundings in battle. Shame Frost was no longer holding back.

"[Freezing fireball]" To counter his imbalance Frost slammed the butt of his glaive against the ground. Following that he conjured a ball of ice fire right in front of Karrick's face before leveraging his weight against his glaive to spin out of the way of his thrust. As the spear tip passed through Frost's former position, Karrick felt a freezing pain across his face and had his vision obscured.

He lost track of his target, and an ominous feeling arose in his chest. Before he could retrieve his spear and retreat however he felt a sudden pain in his left ribs. The next thing he knew he was flying through the air struggling to hold back a torrent of blood running up his throat.

Don Don Don

Hia body bounced across the floor, cutting up his robes to reveal the scaled body underneath.

"Cough cough" He let out a few coughs after using his tail to stop his momentum.

'What the hell happened?' Frost's actions were too quick and precise for him to react but from the pain he felt on his left side he knew he got hit and hit hard.

"[Freezing fireball]" Frost didn't even give his younger brother a moment of respite, immediately sending another [freezing fireball] his way.

"Fuck you!" Inspired by the pain he felt Karrick stabbed the oncoming fireball with his spear, refusing to dodge. Unlike with wyvern his spear managed to successfully pierce and destroy the oncoming fireball but following in its shadow was Frost with his glaive already primed for a horizontal slash. Karrick quickly placed the shaft of his spear along the glaive's path.

Schwing!

Karrick felt like he was hit by a mountain, the weight behind Frost's swing was just unreal. He thought glaives were more akin to spears, focusing primarily on speed but now he believed they were more like axes. His body was once again forced to skid across the ground until his tail dug in and absorbed the momentum.

He looked up and saw his brother's smiling face and the spring in his step, the bugger was truly enjoying this…..his lips twitched as a tightness gripped his chest, frustration, anger all of it was revealed in his eyes. He punched the ground and steadied his breathing before displaying a wild expression. So what if he was outmatched, the fight must go on, right brother.

The two siblings looked quite similar at this moment; both were fond of fighting.

Karrick truly did fight to his last breath; he exchanged hundreds of moves with Frost, losing pretty much all of them but refused to stay down. The fight only ended once all his energy was spent, and his consciousness left him. The red scaled lizardman stood leaning against his spear with blood pooling at his feet. His body marred with deep, painful cuts and had all but a few key scales remaining.

Frost let out a deep exhale, the duel was finally over as was this war. "Warriors of the Niflheim dungeon cease fighting!" Wasting no time Frost loudly shouted at the top of his lungs. With an infusion of aura his words covered the entire battlefield and entered the ears of his soldiers no matter how hard they were fighting.

Every single remaining soldier of the Niflheim dungeon heard his words and instantly stopped their attacks. "Yes Lord." They proudly replied while saluting. Less than a hundred soldiers remained but each of them were the best of the best.

Some of Karrick's forces tried to continue the attack upon noticing their enemy's lack of aggression but another order quickly stopped them.

"ENOUGH!!" Margo who was barely conscious roared out in place of Karrick bringing this war to an end. Their master had been defeated in battle and it would only be a matter of time until all of them were slaughtered if this continued. She internally thanked Frost for his mercy.

She and Kenta had been battling Khuno well battling might not be the correct word. The elder ronso basically played with them, taking their strongest blows as if they held the strength of children. It was degrading but also enlightening. Never had they feasted for evolution more than they did today.

With Karrick unconscious and the two forces no longer battling the war was brought to an official end by the voice of Dark. "Congratulations Frost for your win, Karrick better luck next time." With that announcement everyone returned to their original dungeons including Ladius and her team who were caught by surprise and quite disappointed.

They'd barely even scratched the surface of the spatial corridor before being forcibly teleported back to the Niflheim dungeon.

Just before transit Frost passed a high level health potion to Margo for Karrick to take. His wounds were more than a little extensive, he tried to avoid depriving him of any limbs or major organs, but the man was a real sucker for punishment.

A mid-level potion may not have been enough, so he willingly parted with a high level one despite only having a few in his possession, Karrick's health was more important. Margo was very grateful for the gift and immediately moved to help her unconscious Master drink the vial but was interrupted by a red skinned hand.

"Leave his care to me kid." Lapata who'd been watching the war from behind the scenes appeared the moment Frost left. He shook his head and sighed before teleporting Karrick to the private space for healing, leaving Margo to deal with dungeon's aftermath.

Since there was no individual betting between Frost and Karrick on the results of the duel as the winner Frost was awarded with a flat 10,000DP as well as a free 10,000DP gacha pull while Karrick got 2000DP and a free 1000DP gacha pull. Not exactly impressive but that was never the goal for these wars, no they were just a bonus.

The real prize was the hundreds of thousands of DP to be gained for killing enemy monsters within the combined space of the dungeons. Frost especially made an absolute killing from this war.

Except from Karrick's final floor he hardly lost any soldiers and those he did lose were usually the weakest/cheapest ones, same for those on defensive detail the vast majority were spawner monsters.

The dungeon of Niflheim will be looking forward to another expansion soon.