Quickly, through the sting of pain, Argen righted himself on his hooves once again. The ground beneath his hooves was solid and aided him well in regaining his balance, though the movements made the cut along his side scream in dismay. Wincing, he turned his eyes to the sky to watch as Solomon, his young bronze, swoop in to do his duty. The roaned stallion had commanded the creature to keep the mare grounded and out of the skies, and that was exactly what he was doing. Through their bond, Argen felt the rush of the thrill of battle surging through his dragon as his hind claws raked over her eyes. After his fire scalded down her back, the bronze released her horn, wings flapping to take him higher away from her, should she attempt to do him harm. Her screams, still ringing in his reptillian ears, gave way to a bright smile of success that was matched on his bondmate's muzzle. Argen moved his body and watched as the mare descended from the sky, rage fuming from her dark bodice. His smile turned into a smirk as his amber eyes look in her injuries. Solomon's destruction of the inky mare made pride swell in Argen's chest. His young dragon would be a dragon of war like Tyradon's green and Thraitar's gold. Snorting, the stallion braced himself for Ghost's oncoming attacks.

Argen did not have much experience fighting winged horses, but he was correct in assuming her wings would propell her with greater speed than even her lighter body handed her. As this mare of speed copied Solomon's bullet and came barrelling for him, all he could think to do was unleash the hell that were his powerful hindquarters. Turning around, Argen dipped his head towards the ground and thrust his weight forward, striped hindhooves shooting into the air, hoping to land a gunshot blow to the rocketing mare's underbelly or heart girth. The impact of her own hooves coming down forced a grunt from Argen's mouth. Heat instantly swarmed the area were her hooves smacked against his right-side buttock. Argen knew the force of her weight coming out of the sky only brought a heavier hand to her attacks, and he would be moving with a limp in the days to come. His lips twisted into a tight grimace, pain and determination and fire mixing behind his amber eyes. Above him in the sky, Solomon let forth a dry, high pitched scream of rage. All four of Argen's hooves hit the ground once more and instantly the stallion took off running after the red accented woman. As she turned to run at him again, Argen feigned to the left. Her horn sliced through his thick, dull blonde mane, but missed ripping into the skin and muscle of his neck. Quickly, Argen continued his forward movement, hoping to run parallel to the pegasus. His muscled neck rocketed forward, straight, and he aimed to hopefully land a bite on her loin. Following, with barely a blink to separate the attacks, Argen let loose a cowkick, hoping to snap his hard hindhoof on the woman's fragile front left cannon.

The late evening was leaving the light something to be desired, and Argen knew if the battle persisted that they would be dancing in the dark, and he would lose sight of this mare, save for the highlights of her wings. Argen, still running, circled around, hoping now to face the jet black pegasus. He faltered some, pain throbbing in his muscled body. All he could hear was his own blood pounding in his ears. Frustration radiated off of his body in waves, sent straight to his young dragon through their bond. Solomon let out a hiss, his young body shaking with the rage he felt towards this female. Argen, angry and furious for this female starting this dance, still did not match the intense emotion from his dragon. Solomon lived his life alongside Argen since his hatching, and if he could ever repay the safety the roan dun had given him, he would. The bronze wanted to see this female drown in his flame--and he cursed himself for being too young to devour her in hellfire.


[WC: 704 | PC: 2/3 | *Note to self and judging admin: Solomon was about 5 months old when this spar started, so he only has limited elemental ability and baby-like speech. @[Ghost] ]