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*that is a luxury for the top 10*

he finds a cement block

He blinked and shrugged. "Might as well use it for something." He started carving runes onto it, eventuallt producing a small anti-magic shield around it. The shield was barely strong enough to block minor spells.

There was booing from the audience

He looked out the window again.

You see a man with a spear through his neck and the audience starts yelling"WE ASKED FOR MERCY NOT DEATH"

He frowned, looking for whoever killed the man.

It was a old man, who looked about 75

He raised an eyebrow. "Eh, not my problem." He lifted the cement block and attatched it to a pole, using it as a rudimentary barbell.

The old man grabs his spear, and walks out of the arena with his head down

He dropped the block/pole after a bit and sat down on the bed, waiting for his turn to fight.

When it was his turn there was a small man whose eyes were white, he had 2 swords

He grinned, drawing his sword. "So, how do you want to do this?"

"as a fair fight"

He nodded and tossed his bag of runes to the side. "Alright."

The man didn't move at all when he tossed the bag of runes"so...are you gonna attack first?"

He shrugged. "I was gonna let you, but the crowd seems to be getting bored." He smirked, rushing forwards at the man, delivering a quick series of jabs, not enough to really harm him as he was just testing the waters.

"jab jab jab?"He blocks the jabs with his swords

He kicked the man in the chest while he was blocking a jab. "Eh, i'm unoriginal."

The man slides to the side, dodging the kick"come on you need to do better then that, he said looking about 2 feet to nakons side

"Over here, pal." He attacked with a wide slash, followed by a barrage of cuts.