Excerpt from the first chapter of my novel, Element Wielder.

Hey, What's up, everyone. This is my first ever post! So bear with me while I figure all this blogging stuff out. I decided to keep it pretty simple for my first post. It's just an excerpt from the first chapter of my novel. Feel free to leave some comments if you like (if you don't have a Blogger or Google+ account, you can still leave comments with Facebook or Twitter acc.). I start this little tidbit with the final match between the two finalists (The wind wielder, Albert Hyatt vs. the Earth wielder, Mathias). 
The main character of my story Falcon Hyatt (Don't ask where I got the idea for the name).
This post is a little on the long side. I will make sure they are shorter the next time.

I uploaded the end of chapter one in a separate post.  So if you want to read how the first chapter ends, feel free to read that post. ONWARD!

(The battle is NOT where chapter one begins. This is just where I decided to start the excerpt).
   
  “Warriors, are you ready?” Both fighters raised their weapons into the air. “Begin!”
   Albert immediately brought both his hands together and created two small balls of wind, which he released with tremendous speed. They left a trail of dust as they rushed toward Albert’s opponent. 
   Mathias stomped his feet and an earth wall rose before him. The two air balls disintegrated as they slammed into the barrier. 
   Mathias’ brown earth emblem, which rested firmly on the dorsal part of his emblem glove, sparkled as he went on the offensive. With a forward push from his hands the wall of rock, which until a moment ago had stood stationary, raced toward Albert. 
   Albert didn’t flinch as he shot thin wind gusts from his hands. The gusts created light-green ripples as they navigated through the air. They cut the earth wall into hundreds of thin slices. With loud thumps, the wall fragments crashed to the ground. 
   Albert’s light-green wind emblem brightness intensified as he wielded wind to boost his speed. He zigzagged between earth attacks, closing the distance between him and Mathias.
   Mathias’ eyes bulged in shock. He dug both hands into the ground and cut out a large chunk of rock. He grunted and cursed as sweat ran down his arms and torso. At first Falcon feared that the rock might crush him. But a second later Mathias lifted the giant rock over his head. The crowd gasped, amazed by the feat of strength before their eyes. Then in one fell swoop Mathias threw the brown lump.
   Albert unhinged his spear and ran it forward to meet the lump of earth. Falcon heart raced. A spear would not cause a dent in such a large object. However, when he saw the coating of green water-like energy around the spear, his worries dissolved. Albert had infused his spear with wind energy!
   The chunk of earth shattered into hundreds of pieces as the spear drove through it.
   Falcon bit down on his lip. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but something in the air felt amiss.
   Lightning! 
   As soon as Falcon sensed what was going on, the hundreds of rock shards that surrounded his brother shattered, releasing lightning bolts around him. Albert crashed into the stone wall. Had it not been for the ball of wind he had surrounded himself with, he would surely be unconscious, or dead.
   Falcon’s mouth fell open. How had I not sensed it before? Mathias was a dual wielder!
   On his left glove he wore an earth emblem, but on the right, he had a lightning emblem. There was no mistaking the dark blue emblem with yellow lightning ripples that remained in constant movement at its center. 
   Despite the sudden development, Falcon noticed that Mathias was more surprised then he by what just happened. He stood rigid, clearing his throat. With trembling lips he looked up at the emperor of Missea.             
   On the other hand, Albert remained calm as he waved away the wind shield around him. He then swung his spear forward, sending a gust of wind that shattered the ground as it raced toward his opponent. The wind gust met its target. Despite his large size, Mathias flew into the coliseum wall, hitting so hard that the stone burst into an explosion of cracks.
   At a snail’s pace Mathias jumped up and reached for his mallet that had landed a foot from him. But now Albert stood above him. Mathias swung his shield forward, but Albert kicked it away from his hands. He then pressed his spear down on Mathis’ neck, stopping just before piercing his flesh.
   “Yield,” ordered Albert.
   Mathias scanned his surroundings in desperation. His eyes settled on his mallet. Falcon was certain he was considering making a dash for it. 
   “Don’t even think about it,” said Albert, pushing the tip of the spear deeper into Mathias’ neck. A drop of blood trickled to the ground.
   The crowd fell silent, eager to see what would transpire.
   “I yield,” muttered Mathias, kicking and punching the ground. A screen of dust rose into the air.”
   When the dust settled, Albert still remained standing over Mathias. Except this time instead of extending his spear, he extended his hand to his fallen opponent. “Winning or losing doesn’t matter, my friend,” he said. “Learn from this loss, and allow it to make you better.”
   The large wielder didn’t look up or take Albert’s hand. He simply rose and lumbered back to his corner.
   The crowd roared to life once more. Falcon felt a sense of pride and admiration for his brother as he joined in with the cheers.
   "Albert, Albert, Albert!"
                                                                        
Well, there it is. Feel free to leave any comments you may have. Thanks and see you guys.