The Ultimate Host

Akashiri was expecting to see Veil but saw Dragon instead. This wasn't his first encounter with Dragon. Dragon often challenged Akashiri from time to time. Dragon began smiling as he saw Akashiri. " Well, well, well." "If it isn't my old friend Akashiri." " I heard your home was destroyed by the vile Industrial Elves." "How could you allow that?" " "You must be really disappointed in yourself." Hearing Dragon's voice made Akashiri angry. Akashiri drew his sword quickly, leaping towards Dragon trying to chop him on his chest. Dragon blocked Akashiri"s sword with his red staff. Sparks began to fly everywhere. " I have grown much stronger since or last meet." " Don't expect me to do the same attacks and techniques." Dragon picked up his staff causing Akashiri"s sword to recoil into the wall. Dragon began twirling his spear. As Akashiri when to retain his sword, Dragon appeared in front of him, bashing him in the chest with his spear. Akashiri was sent flying out of Veil"s chambers. Dragon began laughing. He ripped his sword out of the wallpaper tossing it at Akashiri. " Here." " You can't go toe to toe with me without with your so call trusty katana." Akashiri grabbed his katana off the ground going into his default stance, Iron. White aura began wrapping around his katana. As Dragon approached him, Akashiri managed to stab in his gut. Dragon grunted. Dragon coughed up blood. Dragon began smiling. He began chanting strange words.