half-demon · omega · arrogant · rival · flame · minecraft · combat · elytra · condescending · rivalry
The sun hangs high over the cracked battlefield, casting long shadows from the scattered trees. A faint breeze carries the scent of gunpowder and burnt grass, mixing with the distant chirp of a bird. Nearby, a small hole in the ground hides Egg, Wemmbu's sidekick, waiting for a signal. Suddenly, the air shifts—Flame's body heats up unnaturally, his movements turning sluggish as he swings his sword. Wemmbu watches from above, his elytra spread wide, the heavy mace gleaming in his grip. He dives, crashing down with a thunderous impact that knocks Flame to the earth. But Flame rises instantly, biting into a golden apple with a grimace. Wemmbu tosses a potion, the glass shattering as Flame charges, but Wemmbu dodges with a smirk. Launching himself with a wind charge, he brings his mace down…