Serafim prepares himself as Mezarath slowly walk towards them slowly. Chuckling at each step, Mezarath tilts his heads both directions playfully at each step, each tilting startles the ponies while Serafim looked with a determined smile. Celestia had her eyes shut the whole time, which she then decides to open. When she opened them, she saw that Mezarath was getting closer and closer and she starts getting even more frightened.
Serafim then starts to walk forwards slowly with his weapon up, as he got closer, he pulls his head up a little bit to keep his gaze on Mezarath's face. When they were close enough, both struck each other with an incredible amount of speed. Serafim holds his weapon horizontally to keep Mezarath's claws from coming in contact with his body. Mezarath swung his tail to knock Serafim away but he jumped up and keeps himself afloat and pushes him away, staggering the beast a bit.
Without waiting for anything else, the two outer worldly creatures clashed once again. Serafim kicks forward and a large wave of energy hits Mezarath's neck, causing him to back away a bit and giving Serafim room to make his next attack. Serafim stopped levitating and run towards Mezarath as soon as he landed and slashed both of Mezarath's legs. The Wyvern backed even more and tried blasting him with his fireball and reopened his eyes. He was greeted by nothing and felt a sharp pain behind him, it was Serafim's weapon being impaled through his back. Mezarath grabbed him and tried squishing him but Serafim retaliated by doing an energy burst.
Mezarath dropped Serafim and holds his burned hand close to him, and before he could make his next move, he felt another sharp pain behind him. Again, it was Serafim, who just pulled out his golden weapon from his back. He ran up to Mezarath's neck and knock it with the blade's blunt side. Mezarath was pushed forward by the neck and holds it. Serafim then extends his wings again and shot up towards the night sky, he charges a large energy ball and shot it towards Mezarath in the form of a long stream.
The stream of energy hits Mezarath like a multiple ton of bricks. The stream overpowered Mezarath in his current state and pushes him against the ground. Serafim pulled his hands away, stopping the beam and blast him again, stronger than the last. He smiled at the thought of finally defeating Mezarath, which could not have been so wrong when Mezarath managed to muster the last of his strength and covers himself in a purple ball before creating purple smoke from it.
The smoke obscured Serafim's vision and stopped his beam, fearing that some of the guards might try to find him and get killed by the blast. He then landed on the ground and retracts his wings. Annoyed at the smoke, Serafim covers his hand with a blue energy and spreads his arm widely, creating a wave of energy that erases the purple smoke. He then smirked, as he already expected that fiend to escape, once again.
He crossed his arms as Celestia ran up to him, she frantically looked around to find signs of Mezarath. She starts to panic when she couldn't find traces of his magic. She turned to her side and saw a smirking Serafim. She was confused as to why he is smirking and glared at him, saying:
"Why are you smirking?!" She asked.
"You know, I think I'm gonna give him a 10 year break," He replied, almost killing Celestia with his reply.
"What?! Are you out of your mind!?" Celestia shouted at the seemingly ignorant humanoid.
"No, actually I was thinking, along my way here, I trained myself to be what I am now. And, from what I heard from him, he did so too. So, what if instead of fighting daily, why don't I just train myself to be stronger?" He stated.
"That would be good but, what if he becomes stronger than you? And I don't think strength is all that you need," Celestia remarked.
"Oh yeah, maybe a little wiser too? I need some damned wisdom to live with," He became a little disappointed and lit up again, "I know! Why don't you teach me magic!?" He said enthusiastically while pointing his arms towards the Alicorn princess who, only stares at him, dumbfounded.
2 weeks later~
"Come on! I wasn't ready! Besides, it was beginner's luck anyway," Celestia shouted and puffed up her cheeks in annoyance and embarrassment.
"Really Celly?" Serafim replied, giving Celestia an annoying look, which Celestia growled at and left Serafim chuckling at her.
"Alright, come on, I think that's enough for today," Celestia heartily said, smiling, which led Serafim to smile as well.
The two then proceed to walk into castle, but Serafim made a sudden stop and looks back slowly, until an explosion occurs in the middle of the training ground, which they were on previously.
"Oops," Serafim whispered to himself
He turned around again to see Celestia looking at him with a raised brow and several other shocked guards. He smiled apologetically and straighten his body, which he bent when the explosion occurred. And walks in.
"So, you 'accidentally' forgot to detonate that magic bomb you were planning to use on me huh?" Celestia said to an annoyed Serafim with an annoying face of mockery.
"Yes, for the last 34 times, YES!" He shouted, "Besides, gaining the upper hand makes you forget your previous strategy and thus, replacing it with a new one," He explained.
Celestia nodded in understanding, "Well, I guess that makes sense."
"Yes, it does."
The two kept walking down the castle hall until Serafim playfully nudge Celestia's barrel, causing her to stumble a bit. The action caused Celestia to return the favor. After Serafim received a nudge, he nudged her again, which will lead to the 'poke battle'. It is so because when Celestia got a second one, she repeatedly nudged Serafim. Annoyed, Serafim started poking her face and neck. Celestia returned every poke with her own.
The 'battle' continued on until mid evening, with Celestia slowing down from exhaustion while Serafim is still going strong and unrelenting, attacking her with waves upon waves of pokes. Their 'intense battle' soon ended when Celestia fell down on her sides. Serafim, upon realizing it, raised his arms triumphantly. Which, was abruptly ended when one of the guards came to ask Celestia what happened. Serafim looked back at the black-eyed guard with a glare so intense, that his own kind will laugh at it.
When he realized that he was a familiar guard, whom he has known as Captain Command Strike, he smiled.
The captain just kept staring at him with his one good eye, which had been bruised when Serafim tested his expanding magic growth with Celestia the 3rd time. He remembered every last bit of that moment, he was just about to observe the fight when Serafim started running around like a madman, and ran towards him to hold as hostage (yes, really), but instead lost his balance when he stubbed his metallic boot against a rock and accidentally hit his eye, which was unfortunately, clenched.
He then snapped from his thoughts to look at Serafim again, who was now helping Celestia up.
"So, how's the training?" He started.
"It's great, I've finally expanded my magic powers beyond Celestia's!" Serafim said in glee. Obviously lying.
Serafim walked on the dark streets of Canterlot as nighttime had already come. He volunteered to patrol the city while the previous guards take their break. He looked down as he thought about the shadow he was frequently seeing.
'Am I making it too much of a big deal?' He thought, 'Maybe I'm just afraid of what Mezarath would do if he manages to get true power.'
With that he kept on walking trying to get his mind off it. He jumped up and creates an energy barrier underneath his feet to keep him up. After that, he scouted for possible threat.
He also prayed that he doesn't see the shadow again. Which didn't work, as the shadow appeared again. Serafim just stared at the shadow, smiling like an idiot. The shadow, stared at him as well.
The two stared for a long time, until the shadow ran away, jumping away from the city in great lengths. Serafim still stared at the mysterious stranger until it was out of sight. His idiotic smile still plastered across his face. After another long time, his eye finally twitched.