A Tale as Old as Time: The Dragon and The Knight

Aether walked into the strange new arena that the judges had chosen for them. Several floating islands, so high off the ground that one who could not fly would certainly die should they fall. Terrain like this would certainly give Aether an advantage. In his plasma form he could fly, and he could control the grassy terrain using his Green Magic. That's when he saw his opponent, a tan-skinned man with white hair and a red coat. "I know you're not him," said Aether to himself, "but you certainly look like him." Aether approached closer to his next target. "Excuse me sir, but you wouldn't happen to be related to William Mercury, would you?"