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The clash on the underworld continues!

The paladin keeps exploring the underworld after the defeat of the minotaur, there he meets the destined end for everyone "Death", He cast his holy magic unto his blade and clashes against the bringer of death, will he be able to prevail? or will the legion of the underworld finally defeat him?

#Grim Reaper#Battle#Duel#Swordsman#Paladin#Underworld
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character: grim_reaper, death_(entity) 2boys, male paladin, adult, 30s, long brown hair, brown eyes, scar on cheek, facial scar, heavy silver plate armor, gold filigree trim, white tabard, sun emblem, longsword, glowing white holy magic, holy magic, armored gauntlets, grim reaper, death, skeletal body, skull face, black hooded cloak, heavy black cloak, eerie smile, toothy grin, skull grin, deadly scythe, giant scythe, bone hands gripping scythe shaft, weapon clash, blade locked against scythe, sparks, struggling, holding ground, braced stance, gritted teeth, sweat, dynamic angle, dutch angle, from below, foreshortening, dark grim underworld, cavern, jagged rock, no sunlight, 2boys, no extra people, The camera sits low and tilted: a dutch angle from below, the horizon canted, both figures looming over the lens as their weapons lock in the upper third of the frame. On the left, the male paladin in his thirties plants his rear foot on a broken slab of black basalt, knee bent, front leg braced straight, whole weight driven forward through the shoulder into the sword. His long brown hair, dark with sweat, whips back and sideways off his face; his brown eyes are narrowed hard on the reaper's eye sockets, brows furrowed, teeth bared in a grimace as he struggles and holds his ground. The scar cuts a pale line across his right cheek, catching the light. Both gauntleted hands grip the longsword's hilt, pommel down, blade angled up and across; white holy magic pours along the fuller and breaks into a jagged corona around the steel, its light blazing on the underside of his jaw, on the gold filigree of his pauldrons, and on the white tabard with its sun emblem where the cloth twists between his legs. On the right, the grim reaper leans in and down out of the dark, its skeletal body hunched forward inside a heavy black hooded cloak, the hood fallen back to bare a skull whose jaw is split in a wide, fixed, eerie smile. Pinpoints of pale light burn deep in the empty sockets, aimed straight at the paladin's face. One bony hand rides high on the scythe's shaft, the other low near the haft's end, and the enormous curved blade drives down and meets the longsword at a single contact point above the paladin's head, where white magic and a cold sickly green flare burst into sparks and blown dust and a shower of embers falling toward the floor. The cloak billows back off the reaper's shoulders as though the impact pushed it. The setting is a vast subterranean underworld cavern: black jagged rock walls rising into darkness beyond the reach of the light, a fissured stone floor, faint sickly mist crawling along the ground, and rubble kicked loose around the paladin's boots. The holy sword is the only warm light, cold green the only other; everything beyond their two pools of glow is absolute blackness, and the two cast shadows splay long and sharp across the stone behind them. Ash and sparks hang suspended in the air, drifting upward where the blade clash scorches them. Palette held to black, silver, bone white and a single hot holy white, soot and grim desolation throughout. Quiet dread, fierce resolve.
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male paladin at his 30s with long brown hair and brown eyes and a scar on his cheek, he travels the dark and grim underworld, there he faces against the grim reaper of death with a black cloak and skeletal body, Death meets him with an eerie smiles and his deadly scythe, The paladin imbues his holy magic on his sword and both weapons clash fiercely, the paladin struggles but holds his ground against this deadly threat
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