Outcast

: 5 Months Later :

Two magical beasts are fighting to the death. One is a young wind wolf, he is 5ft tall at the shoulder, thick gray and white fur, 5 inch long fangs, large paws with sharp claws.

His opponent was a 4ft long and 3ft tall kobold at the shoulder. He has thick segmented dark grey scales with dark blue scales on his belly, 8 inch long thick black horns curling out from behind his ears, 5-inch curved black claws, and 7 inches thick black serrated blade coming put from his tail.

The wind wolf was seriously wounded with a broken back leg and 5 long claw wounds on its side. He is guarding that side from the kobold looking for a way to escape. Suddenly the Kobold hisses startling the Wind Wolf before he darted forward and biting down on the wolf's neck.

Twisting the neck hard an audible crack is heard before the kobold drops the wind wolf and looks down.

"Valoris good job, pick it up and let's go. We have to head to the Blood Matches tomorrow. you feel ready?" asked Mezal

"I do Master, yesterday I managed to do 3 sets of " Demons Enduring Determination" and I'm on my 180th Refinement of "1000 Hammer Refinement. Shaw and Tara can't even injure me anymore unless they use their strongest elemental attack."

"Good though keep in mind there's going to be other monsters like you there as well"

"Understood Master."

"Let's go" a couple seconds later a large fire wyvern with a storm kobold on its back flies away from Greenwood Forest Heading toward the Crimson Flame tribe.

: Back at Crimson Flame Tribe :

"Valoris! Is that a wind wolf? can I trade you for it? I'm so close to reaching Pureblood and that could push my purity up to it. I have some herbs that if you soak in them toughen and thicken your skin." asked Snorri

Snorri was a wolf himself, however, compared to the dead Wind Wolf he was much larger, standing at 6ft tall with dull black fur except for thin white chain markings around his neck. Snorri was terrifying to look at and for good reason.

he is a devouring wolf, devouring wolves are said to be descended from Fenris himself which explains why all of his descendants had chain markings around their throat.

"Sure though they had better be high-quality ones. Go get them, and he is yours" answered Valoris.

"Will do, wait here!" said Snorri before running off.

Later that evening Valoris was soaking in a pool he had dug in his den with the herbs in there as well. There's a slight stinging sensation on his skin.

"hmm? why is my body feeling all itchy?"

getting out if the pool and rolling around to dry off Valoris begins to scratch all over before seeing large pieces of dried skin comes off.

"I'm shedding?" thought Valoris surprised. Normally kobolds only shed when their body evolves into a wyrm. This means Valoris's body is comparable to a newly evolved Wyrm.

Excited Valoris begins to inspect his new body. While his measurements had remained the same. His scales had become thinner but much more dense, more streamlined making it easier to make blows slide off, the color was much more vibrant.

The biggest change was the feeling of his body. His control over it had increased tenfold, making him able to do sharper movements and increasing his agility by a lot.

Preforming shadow combat movements to get used to his new body Valoris eventually settles down to sleep.

Waking up the next day Valoris prepares for the journey to The Blood Plateau to enter the Blood Matches. Heading to the agreed-upon meetup spot Valoris sees Snorri there.

He has gained at least 40lbs of muscle and his dull black fur was thicker and longer. But most importantly from the aura that was coming off of him, it was clear he had become a Pureblood.

"Valoris! Thanks for the trade, it really helped me. I'm much more confident in my chances in the matches now."

"You helped me as well. I shed my skin last night and I can't wait to knock those "geniuses" out."

As they conversed the rest of the people heading to the matches arrived. Varrick was among them, He had just arrived back from training last night. The aura coming off of him was completely different from when Valoris had last seen him.

It was much more wild and dangerous. As Valoris looked at Varrick he realized Varrick was at the peak existence for a kobold. He was one step away from evolving into a wyrm.

Marveling at the progress Varrick had made Valoris felt deeply impressed by him. It can take some Kobolds nearly all their life to reach the point that it took Varrick 6 months to reach.

"Valoris when we have a second I want to talk to you about your name. I asked my parents about the name Stormfury, and they told me something really serious. But not here, when we are alone we will talk" said Varrick.

"Okay, Varrick thanks for looking into it for me. Also wow you gotta tell me how you trained! seriously looks like you are a monster yourself!"

"Haha, thanks, I decided after our bout to go to a neighboring tribe that focuses on fighting. Specifically, fighting against multiple opponents. It helped push me to the peak, that and having all those high tier bodies to consume."

Valoris and Varrick spend an hour talking and catching up with each other while waiting for the rest to arrive. Once they have, Lord Mezal turns and addresses the group.

"Everyone! Today we go to the Blood Matches! today we go to show everyone that the Crimson Flame Tribe is full of monsters and demons! That they should live in fear of us hunting them! Come let's go become their nightmares!" roared Mezal before walking forward with the roars, hisses, screams of his Tribe following him.