Hidden in the icy mountains of Nepal there lies a temple with dark secrets. The stars aligned with our world and the next, along with the world after that and an entity filled the halls of the ruin after centuries of being away. The being pulled a lever that opened a small door and released sixteen crows into the night air. Each had a scroll bound to its legs and they each flew in a different direction and the spirit vanished into a puff of smoke as the torches in the temple lit for the first time in a long time. The words of the now untraceable ghost echoed threw the halls of flickering lights before growing silent once more, whomever is the greatest warrior in this world, will be given my mark... He or she will be the first mortal in centuries to have the chance to obtain... IMMORTALITY!
Flashing photography flashed all around as Samuel J. Thorne the III Stepped from his limo, he waved as he walked down the red carpet towards his movie premiere. As the lead in the Fist of Thornes 4, he smile and lowered his sun glasses as he winked at his fan girls, "thanks for coming out to watch me kick some more..." As he went to finish his statement a crow landed on the ground infront of him and pecked at its feet. "What the hell?" He examined it before reaching for it. As he tried to touch the bird it vanished into a puff of smoke... "A scroll? This is a lot like the plot of the next Fist of Thornes I've been working on!" He tried to laugh confidently as the crowd cheered.
Later on that night after the movie premire that in his opinion was sub-par at most. He opened the scroll and ogled at the contence. "Fighting at a mysterious temple all the way across the world? The best fighters in the world?? The promise of Immortality???" Half believing it was a joke, the Hollywood legend packed his bags. It was time to use the private jet for something bigger then himself. This was about the title of worlds best brawler... This was about the pure art of combat!
Flashing photography flashed all around as Samuel J. Thorne the III Stepped from his limo, he waved as he walked down the red carpet towards his movie premiere. As the lead in the Fist of Thornes 4, he smile and lowered his sun glasses as he winked at his fan girls, "thanks for coming out to watch me kick some more..." As he went to finish his statement a crow landed on the ground infront of him and pecked at its feet. "What the hell?" He examined it before reaching for it. As he tried to touch the bird it vanished into a puff of smoke... "A scroll? This is a lot like the plot of the next Fist of Thornes I've been working on!" He tried to laugh confidently as the crowd cheered.
Later on that night after the movie premire that in his opinion was sub-par at most. He opened the scroll and ogled at the contence. "Fighting at a mysterious temple all the way across the world? The best fighters in the world?? The promise of Immortality???" Half believing it was a joke, the Hollywood legend packed his bags. It was time to use the private jet for something bigger then himself. This was about the title of worlds best brawler... This was about the pure art of combat!
Hidden in the Heart of the amazon, lived a group of tribal men and women. This tribal family live on the earth for thousands of years. Learning the ways of the earth and becoming to understand the Earth. Every full moon as a tradition the tribal family will have a fight to see who is the strongest warrior in the village. They dont use swords for this activity, only Bamboo Staffs. Only men have ever been the ones to win this combat training. The loser spend a week in the doctors care get fixed up.
Loki, a young Wolf, was excited to finally be in the tornament. Its been her dream to one day be in the tornament. She was with her mother getting ready for the day. "Loki, how am i supposed to get you ready if you keep moving around." Her mother told her that morning. Loki was wearing her blue hair back in a ponytail. So that she dont have to worry about it while fighting. She also wear a costommaraly leather cloth to cover up her Parts. "I didn't even know that i was doing it." Loki replied. A gong was sound for all the warriors to gather in the fight areana.
The fights went on all day. Loki beating all of her opponates, was face with the final fight agaisgts a big, Bad Wolf by the name of Kim. He was the arena's winner for five full moon cycles. He was ten times bigger then loki, but loki had more speed and cunning then him. The fight gong was sound and Kim was on her already, he swang his bamboo at her with such a speed it would break a humans head clean of it shoulders. Loki dodge just in time. She dash towards him with such a speed it would seem that she teliported. Loki hit every part of Kim's body, then she remembered what her Father said," use the opponates weight agienst him and it will promise you victory." Loki stop hitting and stood there, waiting for his blow. She dodge right and Kim's staff came crushing down beside her. Another attack abd she dodged it like last time. She could sense that Kim's balance was becoming unstable. The next attack came down and she dodged it again. She ran around to the back of Kim and ran up him to his head and she hit his hand. Kim fell forward and landed face down moaning quitely to himself. At that time a Crow flew down and land in front of her, she went to pick up the bird but it vanished like magic, but left a scroll. She would be commended later. She got her daggers,bow and a short Sword. She grab a handful of food and was on her way to the mountains. Little did she know that she wasn't the only one in the world that was seeking this world. To live or die, all she wanted was to fight.
Loki, a young Wolf, was excited to finally be in the tornament. Its been her dream to one day be in the tornament. She was with her mother getting ready for the day. "Loki, how am i supposed to get you ready if you keep moving around." Her mother told her that morning. Loki was wearing her blue hair back in a ponytail. So that she dont have to worry about it while fighting. She also wear a costommaraly leather cloth to cover up her Parts. "I didn't even know that i was doing it." Loki replied. A gong was sound for all the warriors to gather in the fight areana.
The fights went on all day. Loki beating all of her opponates, was face with the final fight agaisgts a big, Bad Wolf by the name of Kim. He was the arena's winner for five full moon cycles. He was ten times bigger then loki, but loki had more speed and cunning then him. The fight gong was sound and Kim was on her already, he swang his bamboo at her with such a speed it would break a humans head clean of it shoulders. Loki dodge just in time. She dash towards him with such a speed it would seem that she teliported. Loki hit every part of Kim's body, then she remembered what her Father said," use the opponates weight agienst him and it will promise you victory." Loki stop hitting and stood there, waiting for his blow. She dodge right and Kim's staff came crushing down beside her. Another attack abd she dodged it like last time. She could sense that Kim's balance was becoming unstable. The next attack came down and she dodged it again. She ran around to the back of Kim and ran up him to his head and she hit his hand. Kim fell forward and landed face down moaning quitely to himself. At that time a Crow flew down and land in front of her, she went to pick up the bird but it vanished like magic, but left a scroll. She would be commended later. She got her daggers,bow and a short Sword. She grab a handful of food and was on her way to the mountains. Little did she know that she wasn't the only one in the world that was seeking this world. To live or die, all she wanted was to fight.
Kenji sat at the center of a large temple, his legs in the typical lotus position and his hands on his lap. Nearly a decade ago Kenji and other Rogue Ninjas had defeated the three Ninja Clans, ending their, secret, senseless wars for power that only brought pain and suffering to all involved. Soon after, Kenji revived the broken clans, bringing honor and virtue to the teachings of Ninjutsu that had long been lost to them in the modern era, and since then the Ninjas continued to work in the shadows, helping to keep the balance between the modern world and the supernatural world. Kenji now served as the Grandmaster of his new clan, and is its most respected warrior, though, Kenji knew in his heart that he was not deserving of this praise, as there was another that had a much bigger hand in the over throwing of the Ninja Clans...
"...I've been expecting you." He said, immediately sensing the dark presence in the room. Behind him stood a crow, black as midnight, nonchalantly staring at his back. Kenji stood up and turned to face the bird, who seemed to meet his gaze. "You're just the same as you are in my dreams." For the past few days Kenji had been having a recurring dream, of an army of crows taking warriors from all over the world and bringing them to a single temple on a snow covered mountain. The events that unfold were always changing, but the outcome was always the same, a dark, powerful force is set free from the temple and unleashes its wrath upon the world. It was omen, something big was happening, and some dark power was over seeing it all. The bird disappeared in a puff of smoke, leaving behind a single scroll, Kenji picked it up and read its contents.
"Just as I thought." This confirmed everything, the crow, the tournament, it was all the same as his dream, and he could not risk the rest coming to fruition as well. He packed his things in a small sack and exited the temple, the rest of the clan would not take his leaving well, he was their leader, and they felt vulnerable without him, but he was given that dream for a reason, if not for it he would've completely ignored this invitation, as he had no interest in glory or immortality. But he needed to be at this tournament, he would not let anything shatter the peace that he and his brothers in arms created for the hidden world of Ninjas.
"...I've been expecting you." He said, immediately sensing the dark presence in the room. Behind him stood a crow, black as midnight, nonchalantly staring at his back. Kenji stood up and turned to face the bird, who seemed to meet his gaze. "You're just the same as you are in my dreams." For the past few days Kenji had been having a recurring dream, of an army of crows taking warriors from all over the world and bringing them to a single temple on a snow covered mountain. The events that unfold were always changing, but the outcome was always the same, a dark, powerful force is set free from the temple and unleashes its wrath upon the world. It was omen, something big was happening, and some dark power was over seeing it all. The bird disappeared in a puff of smoke, leaving behind a single scroll, Kenji picked it up and read its contents.
"Just as I thought." This confirmed everything, the crow, the tournament, it was all the same as his dream, and he could not risk the rest coming to fruition as well. He packed his things in a small sack and exited the temple, the rest of the clan would not take his leaving well, he was their leader, and they felt vulnerable without him, but he was given that dream for a reason, if not for it he would've completely ignored this invitation, as he had no interest in glory or immortality. But he needed to be at this tournament, he would not let anything shatter the peace that he and his brothers in arms created for the hidden world of Ninjas.
Sam's plane landed in a northern town of Nepal called Simikot. From there he was forced to leave most of his luggage at his hotel because the only people who went up the certain mountain he needed to climb, were goat herders. "This is utterly ridiculous, this place is more stone age then the set of Fist of Thorne's three Celtic Killers." The marshal artist and movie star put a hiking bag on his back and zipped up his parka, "I guess there is only one way up."
He followed the goat herders as far up as they would take him. The path was cold and winding, but atop the mountain was a different sight. a large temple built into the side of the mountain. Sam explored what was inside, he was the first to arrive. "Hello? Who is the one who sent the scroll?" Sam got no response but a black smoke began to surround him. Sam stumbled backwards, "who the hell are you?" Mr Thorne, are you the one who can save your world from... A cold wind from outside blew into the building.
"What the hell was that?" He paused, "who the hell was that???" The cold air was from someone entering, or more then a few someones... A group stood before him, each with a scroll in their hands, ten or so, definitely more to come. "Did you all see that?" There was no response, he had been the only one. "It was me, getting ready to sign autographs!" Sam tried to play it off as cool, but who was that ghostly figure?? And most importantly who would be his first fight???
He followed the goat herders as far up as they would take him. The path was cold and winding, but atop the mountain was a different sight. a large temple built into the side of the mountain. Sam explored what was inside, he was the first to arrive. "Hello? Who is the one who sent the scroll?" Sam got no response but a black smoke began to surround him. Sam stumbled backwards, "who the hell are you?" Mr Thorne, are you the one who can save your world from... A cold wind from outside blew into the building.
"What the hell was that?" He paused, "who the hell was that???" The cold air was from someone entering, or more then a few someones... A group stood before him, each with a scroll in their hands, ten or so, definitely more to come. "Did you all see that?" There was no response, he had been the only one. "It was me, getting ready to sign autographs!" Sam tried to play it off as cool, but who was that ghostly figure?? And most importantly who would be his first fight???
Kenji climbed up the mountain side, following the goat herders to the temple where the tournament would take place. He was used to the thin air the mountains offered, but the cold temperatures took some getting used to. He finally found the temple, just as it was in his dream, he could hear the sound of people conversing from behind the partially open door, it seemed that other participants had already arrived. Kenji didn't want to draw attention, but there seemed to only be one way in, so he approached the door and entered as silently as possible, making himself scarce as he examined his new surroundings. His dreams did not do the temple justice, it was beautifully made, and seemed well maintained for the most part, despite its old age. And yet, even with its beautiful architecture, filled with young and eager fighters, he could still feel the dark presence that inhabited this place, it was faint, but it was there. More and more people began to arrive, and so Kenji just sat down and meditated in his own little corner of the room, waiting for the festivities to start.
As the fourteenth and fifteenth competitors entered the temple a smokey figure appeared before all of them. "Come on in Nathan Mare, welcome Sesco Shadow-Giant," the figure greeted the two who had just entered. "Now I stand before you, we wait on just one more entry."
The Demon was forged of shadow and darkness, but he had glowing golden eyes that looked through each on of their souls. "I am the one who called you all here today, you see this was my temple, I was once a great warrior of magic and combat, but now I am just a shadow, flickering away in the candle light. But I do have a single thing left to give." His words smelled like lies, but his tongue was smooth like cream. "The way this works is that you must beat three opponents to enter the semi-finals. And if you lose twice you are knocked out of the competition."
He smiled, "you can be killed during any of the fights, if you fight dirty, you may be killed, if you don't, you may also be killed." The Demon began to laugh, "if you are challenged by a fighter you can deny the challenge, but that counts as a loss." The Demon grew very large, dark energy swirling around him very furiously, "and in the end..." The shadows stopped and the demon pulled out one of it's eyes. The golden orb glowed in it's hand. "I will give the victor the gift of immortality."
Nathan Mare, the Brittish boxer smiled towards Sam Thorne as the African giant punched his fists together and smiled. A maskless luchidor flexed as a French warrior cracked his knuckles. "Good Luck to everyone, and please relay this message to the last competitor, Loki Black..."
The Demon was forged of shadow and darkness, but he had glowing golden eyes that looked through each on of their souls. "I am the one who called you all here today, you see this was my temple, I was once a great warrior of magic and combat, but now I am just a shadow, flickering away in the candle light. But I do have a single thing left to give." His words smelled like lies, but his tongue was smooth like cream. "The way this works is that you must beat three opponents to enter the semi-finals. And if you lose twice you are knocked out of the competition."
He smiled, "you can be killed during any of the fights, if you fight dirty, you may be killed, if you don't, you may also be killed." The Demon began to laugh, "if you are challenged by a fighter you can deny the challenge, but that counts as a loss." The Demon grew very large, dark energy swirling around him very furiously, "and in the end..." The shadows stopped and the demon pulled out one of it's eyes. The golden orb glowed in it's hand. "I will give the victor the gift of immortality."
Nathan Mare, the Brittish boxer smiled towards Sam Thorne as the African giant punched his fists together and smiled. A maskless luchidor flexed as a French warrior cracked his knuckles. "Good Luck to everyone, and please relay this message to the last competitor, Loki Black..."
Loki had think fur so the cold of the mountain didnt bother her.She didnt need any goat herders to get up the mountian. The wind howled and snow came from everywhere at once.Loki sees this as a test those who dont survive the cold and the wind aint good enough for what waits at the top of the mountain. Loki reached a ledge of metal and climbed up onto it. the meatl she knew well because they use it at home for shelter from the rain. She walked in through the door. There was a crowd of people all of them men. "Am i late" Said said with an amarozian accent.
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Sam Thorne looked around at the group before him. He new a few of the fighters before him. But others he had never seven before, some were big, one even had devil looking horns. This would be one hell of a fight, he wondered who would challenge who first? What kind of outcome would come from this, one verse one battles only, and the promise of such a rare prize. His skepticalism was gone, he was determined to face every single fighter here.
Just then the large back wall of the temple began to smoke up and behind the mist, carvings of each contestant appeared with a small title next to their name.
1. Samuel Thorne: Hollywood Hero
2. Sesco Shadowsun: 8ft African Giant
3. Nathan Mare: Gothic Brittish Boxer
4. BKenji Sanso: The Last Ninja
5. Greyson Goyle: Romanian Mutant
6. Rui Genhasyri: Assassin of the East
7. Frank Beaumont: Jolly Combatant
8. Pedro Alvas: Brazilian Spirit Dancer
9. Jose Rodriguez: Maskless Warrior
10. Lloyd Gram: New Zeland Killer
11. Victoria Dragoff: Russian Dragon
12. Jett Asentio: Greek Thunder
13. Sven Sedgewick: The Sword Skin
14. Jun Kong: Mongolian Monster
15. Andrew Lee: Chinese Fury
16. Loki Black: Wolf of the Amazon
Thorne looked up and down the list looking at it he smiled, "I'll go first I guess!" He laughed, let's see what unlucky sucker is gonna have to face my wrath?" He spun around with his eyes closed and his finger landed in the name of someone he didn't know. Through movies and other experiences he had met Andrew Lee and Nathan Mare before but the rest were strangers. "Sven! I guess it's you and me buddy!"
Just then the large back wall of the temple began to smoke up and behind the mist, carvings of each contestant appeared with a small title next to their name.
1. Samuel Thorne: Hollywood Hero
2. Sesco Shadowsun: 8ft African Giant
3. Nathan Mare: Gothic Brittish Boxer
4. BKenji Sanso: The Last Ninja
5. Greyson Goyle: Romanian Mutant
6. Rui Genhasyri: Assassin of the East
7. Frank Beaumont: Jolly Combatant
8. Pedro Alvas: Brazilian Spirit Dancer
9. Jose Rodriguez: Maskless Warrior
10. Lloyd Gram: New Zeland Killer
11. Victoria Dragoff: Russian Dragon
12. Jett Asentio: Greek Thunder
13. Sven Sedgewick: The Sword Skin
14. Jun Kong: Mongolian Monster
15. Andrew Lee: Chinese Fury
16. Loki Black: Wolf of the Amazon
Thorne looked up and down the list looking at it he smiled, "I'll go first I guess!" He laughed, let's see what unlucky sucker is gonna have to face my wrath?" He spun around with his eyes closed and his finger landed in the name of someone he didn't know. Through movies and other experiences he had met Andrew Lee and Nathan Mare before but the rest were strangers. "Sven! I guess it's you and me buddy!"
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The other man, this Sven guy was wearing an open button down grey and white vest. He was bald and very tan, he smiled and put his body into a fighting stance. "Names Thorne, from the Fist of Thornes Movies," Sam fell into a fighting stance as well, "you've probably heard of me, haven't you?"
The man was silent and nodded his head. The crowd backed up and Sam took a step foward. Just then a kick swung at Sam, fast as a helicopter blade! The Norwegian foe brought his foot down and Sam examined his shirt, it had been cut as if a sword has been thrust at him instead of a foot.
"What the hell are you?" Sam asked the man, but the man was silent and cracked his knuckles. This time Sam ran at the man, Sven thrust his hand foward, some who as sharp as a razor. Sam flipped over the man and nailed him in the gut from behind! The enemy tumbled to the ground but rolled out of it. "Impressive right?" Sam was cocky, and a little to proud of himself after that.
Sword Skin, shot himself foward cutting into Sam's forearms badly, "SON OF A..." Sam's head pushed down fast slamming into the celtics skull. The man dropped the floor, grabbing Thorns ankle, his fingers became like a dull buzz saw and began to cut fast. Luckily the movie actor stomped down on the mans wrist breaking it in two spots before the tendons could be damaged.
The two fighters backed away, "your a monster!" But Sam wasn't going to back down, he had to prove a point. Half limping the Fist of Thornes moved in on the target, his fist went for the mans face but the target jumped upward, pointing his blade like body straight down toward Sam, the Hollywood Hero would surely be cut to ribbons.
"Sorry about this buddy," cocky as ever he clenched his fingers up and focused all his energy into his palm. Forcing it straight up at the falling foe yelling, "Fist of Thornes!" It was as if Sam didn't even hit the man, a small tremor tore through the air breaking the mans ribs and tossing him into a clump on the stone floor of the temple. "That's why they make movies about me ladies and gents..." Sam fell onto a knee, his ankle hurt a lot and was bleeding profusely.
On the stone wall a golden tally began to smoke by Sam's name, and a black Tally next to Sven's name. The other man, stood slowly and nodded to Sam. "Coulda killed you," Sam spit blood onto floor, "but I'm just not that kinda guy..." He watched the man limp away to another part of the temple. "One down... Two more to go."
The man was silent and nodded his head. The crowd backed up and Sam took a step foward. Just then a kick swung at Sam, fast as a helicopter blade! The Norwegian foe brought his foot down and Sam examined his shirt, it had been cut as if a sword has been thrust at him instead of a foot.
"What the hell are you?" Sam asked the man, but the man was silent and cracked his knuckles. This time Sam ran at the man, Sven thrust his hand foward, some who as sharp as a razor. Sam flipped over the man and nailed him in the gut from behind! The enemy tumbled to the ground but rolled out of it. "Impressive right?" Sam was cocky, and a little to proud of himself after that.
Sword Skin, shot himself foward cutting into Sam's forearms badly, "SON OF A..." Sam's head pushed down fast slamming into the celtics skull. The man dropped the floor, grabbing Thorns ankle, his fingers became like a dull buzz saw and began to cut fast. Luckily the movie actor stomped down on the mans wrist breaking it in two spots before the tendons could be damaged.
The two fighters backed away, "your a monster!" But Sam wasn't going to back down, he had to prove a point. Half limping the Fist of Thornes moved in on the target, his fist went for the mans face but the target jumped upward, pointing his blade like body straight down toward Sam, the Hollywood Hero would surely be cut to ribbons.
"Sorry about this buddy," cocky as ever he clenched his fingers up and focused all his energy into his palm. Forcing it straight up at the falling foe yelling, "Fist of Thornes!" It was as if Sam didn't even hit the man, a small tremor tore through the air breaking the mans ribs and tossing him into a clump on the stone floor of the temple. "That's why they make movies about me ladies and gents..." Sam fell onto a knee, his ankle hurt a lot and was bleeding profusely.
On the stone wall a golden tally began to smoke by Sam's name, and a black Tally next to Sven's name. The other man, stood slowly and nodded to Sam. "Coulda killed you," Sam spit blood onto floor, "but I'm just not that kinda guy..." He watched the man limp away to another part of the temple. "One down... Two more to go."
As the crowd gathered around to watch the fight, Kenji silently made his way to higher ground, perching himself on a candle holder that stuck up perpendicularly from the wall. He watched closely at the combatants, not just those fighting, but those watching as well. He saw their reactions, some were surprised, some were impressed, and others scoffed, certain that these two fierce warriors were no match for them. It was painfully obvious that these were no ordinary fighters, that creature, that malevolent force running this tournament, has gathered 16 warriors of incredible power, all of which could quite possibly rival its own, just what was its purpose, it had the power to just give away immortality then what could getting some of the worlds greatest warriors to kill each other over it accomplish, what was this creatures end game?
His eyes then fell on the man known as Ryu Genhasyri, he knew from the moment that he entered the room that they were the same. Not just because they hailed from the same land, but he too distrusted this tournament, he had an air of a man on a mission, not like the others who simply wished for the prize or the thrill of the fight. If he played his cards right, he may be able to make ally of him, but it was too soon to tell.
His eyes then fell on the man known as Ryu Genhasyri, he knew from the moment that he entered the room that they were the same. Not just because they hailed from the same land, but he too distrusted this tournament, he had an air of a man on a mission, not like the others who simply wished for the prize or the thrill of the fight. If he played his cards right, he may be able to make ally of him, but it was too soon to tell.
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Loki looked on the fight. studying the combatants not just the ones fighting but the others as well. She always study her opponant before a fight. Its how she can best them. She might be smaller then the rest of these warriors but she can beat anyone bigger and stornger then her. She turned around and headed to The entrance to the temple and sat on the ledge. the wind died down and she was able to look up to the stars as she does all the time.
Sam opened up his bag, sitting against the temple wall he tore up a shirt and began to wrap up his ankle. Then he poured some scotch on it, taking a swig of his bottle he offered it to the sword skin. The Norweigen was already gone however and Sam took another sip before bandaging his fire arms, "Am I the only one with the balls to fight?"
Just then the room got a bit colder, "hey little girl close the door it's cold in..." Interrupted by some commotion it seemed the Brittish Boxer had challenged Andrew Lee, the two went at it for a bit, dark energy some how coursing off the boxers punches, pulsing at the Lee. But Lee had some tricks of his own. Spinning his arms he created sort of a small wind vortex. The boxer punched through it and finished Lee in the next few hits. The wall began to smoke up again and Sam looked around anxiously, "who's next?"
A combatant tried to challenge Nathan Mare, but the boxer simply pointed to the top of the Temple wall at the text above the names: Once a fighter has been challenged, he can not be challenged again for an entire day. These were the simple rules of the competition. Weather they made sense to anyone they were the rules... And the Demon was watching. Greyson Goyle, a man with devil horns dropped his shirt to reveil small bat like wings, maybe enough to hold him in the air for a small amount of time, he pointed to Ryu and said, "I may as well get this out of the way!"
((OOC: You can manipulate your own battles. Unless it is with an actual author you fight them yourself. Good luck!))
Just then the room got a bit colder, "hey little girl close the door it's cold in..." Interrupted by some commotion it seemed the Brittish Boxer had challenged Andrew Lee, the two went at it for a bit, dark energy some how coursing off the boxers punches, pulsing at the Lee. But Lee had some tricks of his own. Spinning his arms he created sort of a small wind vortex. The boxer punched through it and finished Lee in the next few hits. The wall began to smoke up again and Sam looked around anxiously, "who's next?"
A combatant tried to challenge Nathan Mare, but the boxer simply pointed to the top of the Temple wall at the text above the names: Once a fighter has been challenged, he can not be challenged again for an entire day. These were the simple rules of the competition. Weather they made sense to anyone they were the rules... And the Demon was watching. Greyson Goyle, a man with devil horns dropped his shirt to reveil small bat like wings, maybe enough to hold him in the air for a small amount of time, he pointed to Ryu and said, "I may as well get this out of the way!"
((OOC: You can manipulate your own battles. Unless it is with an actual author you fight them yourself. Good luck!))
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Kenji watched as the battle got started. He seemed to be the only one that actually saw Ryu move, his speed was impressive, perhaps even surpassing his own, and the force of the kick was nothing to scoff at, if the vibrations he felt through the earth were any indication. The Devil man seemed very annoyed with the maneuver, by the way his stance was shifting he seemed to be preparing to strike again. He awaited to see how Ryu would react.
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The hall had two guards, dressed in black, wearing masks of red. One handed Ryu his sword back and the other picked up the broken pale devil. The taller carried the unconscious man away while the other stood and waited for the next two challengers. The next match up was Frank vs. Victoria, it was close but her russian style of fighting crippled him in the end.
Next was Sesco vs. Jett, the giant was able to manipulate shadows and he tossed the Lightning throwing boy across the arena like a rag doll. It was no competition. Pedro was beaten by the maskless wrestler, and so on and so on. By the time the day came to a close only one match hadn't been fought. Sam looked around, "looks like it's the ninja guy against the little wolf girl..." The red masked black guards made sure everyone stood back. The last battle of round one was about to take place.
Next was Sesco vs. Jett, the giant was able to manipulate shadows and he tossed the Lightning throwing boy across the arena like a rag doll. It was no competition. Pedro was beaten by the maskless wrestler, and so on and so on. By the time the day came to a close only one match hadn't been fought. Sam looked around, "looks like it's the ninja guy against the little wolf girl..." The red masked black guards made sure everyone stood back. The last battle of round one was about to take place.
Loki knew she wasnt allouad a sharp weapon so he brought her bamboo training staff. She was the last one to fight and she didnt know how it would go. but she got up on her paws and walked into the areana. Her ears were ringing as she entered and she didnt like it at all
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