As Lazarus got up and his wounds began to heal at rapid rate, while Amaris stood there and let him, without attacking him.
It was like she was telling him she didn't need to finish him off immediately. It's like giving someone multiple chances to fight you and knowing you can beat them easily without trying.
And that was the thing that pissed him off the most. Lazarus isn't someone who gets jealous of what material things others had, but if there was one thing he hated the most was being looked down upon.
Lazarus got up and rushed towards Amaris again. He grabbed a nearby spear and threw it with all his strength at Amaris, but she dodged it by tilting her head to the side.
Lazarus rushed towards her using his momentum from his run to deliver a full force punch that sounded like a bomb going off.
It created a dust cloud that while would inhibited most to see Dakarai could see quite easily. He saw that Amaris cought Lazarus blow with one hand.
'You fool. Don't let your emotions guide you in this fight or else she'll make you pay dearly.' He thought.
Lazarus tried to pull away, but Amaris pulled him by his fist towards her. She placed her knee in his stomach with tremendous force rupturing multiple organs . Causing him to spit blood but she wasn't done. As she struck him with her elbow to the side of his face, which at the speed she used was like being hit with a wrecking ball. The force of her blow left numerous cracks along his skull. Grabbing him by the neck and lifting him up with impressive ease.
"Haaa" Amaris let out a sigh as she said her next words towards Lazarus even though he was unconscious." Lazarus remember power isn't the only thing needed in combat. There creatively, experience, intellect and versatility so I need you to be all those things and I'm here to help."
As she finished her words. She slammed him on the ground creating a small crater.
Lazarus was unconscious and the back of his skull was opened up with a puddle of blood under him.
"You do remember our sweet little muffin is still fresh to the supernatural world maybe take it easy on him?" Dakarai said from behind her.
Amaris looked down at Lazarus who's wounds were regenerating quickly but he was still unconscious. "I'll take that into consideration."
Dakarai knew that was the best he was going to get to an answer. "Okay so let's send him back to the real world cause I bet he's tired and will need some adjusting." After he finished Dakarai snapped his fingers and Lazarus was gone.
"Woah!" Laz woke up from him inner world with a fright all he remember was getting hit by Amaris and than blank.
'Argh?, My head! Why the hell did she have to hit me so hard, I know its training and my physical body is okay but, dammit!' He thought.
Lazarus got up from his bed and looked at himself in the large mirror in his room, and there lie another problem his appreance was too eye-catching. His muscular physique he could explain as he wore baggy clothes that were 3 to 2 times his actual size. most of the time so not that many people would be bothered by it but,Lazarus hair and eyes were the problem.
He had silver hair and eyes as a human and even if i tell them that I dyed his hair and got contact some people would find this odd
"What to do, what to do?" As he was thinking of idea's he remember something.
'Vampires can Shapeshift their forms. if they wanted they can become a completely different person. So I should be able to change my hair and eyes color easily.
Lazarus closed his eyes and thought to the color he wanted his hair and eyes to be. Nothing happened at the start than his his hair became it's original silver and as he opened his eyes they to were silver.
"Not bad Laz not bad indeed." He said as if patting himself on the back. As he finished, he looked towards the one of his walls and notices he could see through them as well.
And as he look passed multiple rooms he saw Lason in his room laying on his bed, but as he looked at Lason Lazarus noticed he could see his soul with was the color purple with was encased in magma and icey energy.
Lazarus teleported through the shadows and re-appear in Lason room, much to the latter's surprise.
"The hell, man! Dont you know how to knock?" Lason said as he got of the bed and grabbed a pair of pants. Lazarus look at him with a awkwardly and offered him an apology.
"My bad bro, i just having a hard time controlling my powers a bit seems some of them have passive effect while the other are active effects, case and point." Pointing to the shadows as they seemed to be alive.
Lason look and realize thats his friend had even more abilities which is rare but not unheard of, as some people when turn into another race, such as vampire and werewolves, could gained other abilities that are their own but at most it be 1 or 2. Meanwhile Lazarus has shown atleast 4.
"Laz come with me real quick I want to have a spar with you to actually see what you can do." He said and look at Lazarus to see his expression.
Lazarus answered the question with one word and an assured tone.
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Lazarus and Lason where in a sleek white room that had a gem in the center after that Lason went to the gem and touched it. The next moment the room transformed into a luscious green forest with tall trees, green grass and blue sky.
Lazarus whistled at the mysticism.
"Impressive, right. This is a boundary field it's a type of magical pocket realm . This one was set up by a witch for a hefty price it allows the user to recreate any terrainthey wish as long as it's set with the limit set by the witch."
Lazarus look around and felt the area, he begun spread his senses to the make to get a grip on how bing the realm to get a scope of how big it is when they entered the room it was the same size as a studio apartment, but the realm now seemed to be at least 200 square miles of land.
"So we're going to have a sparing match in this forest right?" He asked Lason who grabbed his twin axes from his side holsters.
"Do you need a weapon or will you be fighting bare handed? Cause I can get you a weapon if yo-."
As he was speaking he saw Lazarus pull of his rosary and red and black energy erupted from the accessory. As the energy deemed down he saw his friend holding a new weapon.
A cross guard red great sword that had somesort of runic language on it. The blade was almost the same size as Lazarus with only it only being shorter than him by a few inches.
"So when do we start, and what are the conditions for wining this light spar?. He asked as he rested the blade on his shoulder.
Lason didn't say anything about the weapon his friends mysterious had on him. "Oh yeah the first person to get their opponents to yield or knock them unconscious wins."
As he finished both friend looked at each other with manic grins like they couldn't wait.