Shadows Of Deception

The battle raged on, chaos and destruction painting the battlefield. Shenlog's dragon roared behind him, stretching its wings wide to strike at Greyjoy with the sharp edges of its wing claws. The slash came quick and powerful, slicing through Greyjoy cleanly, splitting his body in two. For a moment, it seemed as if the attack had worked. Shenlog leaped onto his dragon's back, steadying himself as his merged dragon form began to glow with fiery energy.

Behind him, Greyjoy's body, which had been severed in two, reconnected effortlessly, the flames licking at the wound as if they stitched him back together. He chuckled, stepping forward, his tone mocking. "You don't understand, do you? My body is fire itself. No matter how much you cut me, burn me, or destroy me, I'll just come back. This is the power of true flames, dragon man."

Shenlog's eyes narrowed. His aura flared brighter, and his dragon form began to shift. His muscles tensed, his scales hardened, and his wings stretched outward, glowing brighter with fiery intensity. The transformation completed as he roared, "It's time I take this battle seriously." His body fully merged with his dragon's essence. Two massive wings sprouted from his back, and his skin took on the full texture of dragon scales. He stood taller, fiercer, with an energy that vibrated the very air around him.

Greyjoy observed with narrowed eyes. "You've merged with your dragon completely… Interesting. Let's see if that power means anything against me."

Shenlog didn't speak. In the blink of an eye, he vanished from his spot and reappeared directly in front of Greyjoy, his movement so fast it seemed as though he had teleported. His fist connected with Greyjoy's face with a bone-shattering impact, sending him flying into the sky. BOOM. The sound of the punch echoed like thunder.

But Shenlog wasn't finished. Before Greyjoy could regain his balance, Shenlog appeared again at his side, delivering a crushing blow to his ribs. Another BOOM echoed as Greyjoy flew in the opposite direction, blood splattering into the air.

From the ground below, Shenlog steadied his breathing, raising his hand. Flames coiled and danced around his palm, growing brighter and brighter until they took the form of a massive phoenix. The bird flared its wings, its fiery body glowing with radiant heat. Shenlog roared, "FIRE STYLE: PHOENIX RAGE!"

The fiery phoenix screeched as it soared through the air, heading straight for Greyjoy. The attack was so fast that it seemed to appear directly in front of him, consuming him in an explosion of fire that lit up the battlefield. BOOM. The explosion deafened all other sounds as smoke and flames obscured everything in sight.

Shenlog hovered below, his breaths heavy, his eyes focused on the dissipating smoke. When the air cleared, a black flame burned faintly in the center of the destruction. From within the flames, Greyjoy stepped forward, his body coated in black fire that crackled ominously.

"You surprised me, dragon man," Greyjoy said with a grin, brushing away the remaining normal flames. "That phoenix attack would've done serious damage, but my black flames are… different. They erase lesser fires."

Shenlog's face tightened, his dragon eyes glowing. "This form of mine isn't for fun. When I merge with my dragon, I gain complete control over my attacks. I can summon them almost instantly, anywhere I want. My speed and strength multiply tenfold. You've seen nothing yet."

"Impressive," Greyjoy said, mockingly clapping his hands. "It's been so long since I've been injured like this. But tell me, dragon man, how will you fare against this?"

He raised his palm, and from it, a coiling black flame spiraled upward like a vortex. It climbed into the sky, disappearing into the heavens. The air stilled, the battlefield silent except for the distant crackling of fire. Then, it happened.

Holes opened in the sky, and torrents of black flames poured downward like a deadly storm. The fire twisted and raged, each stream a pin-pointed assault burning everything it touched. The ground turned to molten slag, and the flames didn't stop, continuing to burn everything in their path. Shenlog dodged, weaving through the flaming rain, his wings carrying him with precision and agility.

But his movement was cut short as Greyjoy appeared in front of him, a fiery smirk on his face. The two clashed in midair.

CRACK. BOOM. Shenlog threw a heavy punch, but Greyjoy sidestepped, countering with a spinning kick that slammed into Shenlog's ribs. The force sent him spiraling backward, but Shenlog recovered midair, launching a barrage of fiery punches. Greyjoy deflected each one, his arms coated in black flames that dissipated Shenlog's strikes.

Greyjoy followed up with a flurry of punches, each one faster and stronger than the last. BAM. BAM. BAM. Shenlog grunted as the blows connected, his scales cracking under the pressure. He retaliated with a headbutt, stunning Greyjoy momentarily, and followed it up with a powerful uppercut. Greyjoy stumbled but recovered quickly, delivering a devastating knee to Shenlog's stomach.

BOOM. Shenlog was sent flying backward, but he used his wings to regain balance, spinning in midair and delivering a roundhouse kick. The attack connected, sending Greyjoy tumbling through the air. But before Shenlog could press his advantage, Greyjoy vanished, reappearing behind him and locking him in a fiery grip.

Greyjoy whispered, "You're good, but not good enough." He slammed Shenlog into the ground with a fiery explosion that shook the battlefield.

Shenlog rose slowly, his body battered but still standing. Greyjoy hovered above him, his black flames burning brighter than ever. "You've entertained me, dragon man. But it's time to end this."

Shenlog's eyes glowed fiercely. "Not if I end you first."