Posted this once a couple of days ago but it dissapeared due to some sort of glitch. Thsi si going to be extremely shortened, and forced pretty fast, but it'll happen.
Chapter 3: Uh Oh
Fuck it, I'm gonna destroy this guy.
Rushing forward with your dagger in hand you meet at the center. He holds his sword in both hands, forward, then quickly brings it down with a vertical slash. Dodging to the left the sword connects with the dirt inches to the right of your right foot. As he struggles to pull his sword out of the dirt you grab his right wrist, with your right hand, and put your left hand on his elbow. You pull with your right hand, and push with your left hand. His arm snaps instantly. As he lets out a scream, you raise your right foot, and stomp on his right knee, snapping it back like his elbow. He falls over, clutching his elbow still. You dive on top of him and begin pounding away at his face, left, right, left, right, left, right. For what seems like minutes, until his muffled screams stop. Letting you mind focus, you look down and see your work. His face was horribly disfigured. Pulling his sheathe off his belt, you connect it to yours. Reaching over to the sword, you yank it out of the ground with one hand, and sheathe it. Sighing, you walk out of the arena, sitting on a log and drinking some water.
The next fight goes quite easily, you simply impale the bo-staff using man, and walk out.
pumping yourself up for the final round, you get a glimpse of your opponent, all he had was a dagger, this is gonna be easy. A few minutes later you walk into the arena, and rush forward. You meet at the center, and your feeling pretty cocky. You swing horizontally, and he ducks under it, doing a light slash across your side. You grit your teeth, and back off. You swing vertically on top of his head. He quickly blocks with his dagger, holds your hand up, and stabs you in the side. You lost hold of your sword and fall on your back. Looking up at your opponent, he stand there with his dagger eerily. You think back to your dream, and start to panic. You start yelling. "No, no!". He grins and laughs to himself for a moment, and then steps back, then lounges forward.
You push your hands forward and scream out "Rayush Ikar!"
Ear bursting wind rushes forward, launching your attacker into the air 15 feet, before coming down with a thud. You slowly get up, picking up your assailants dagger, you stumble over top of your opponents chest. He's screaming, but the area lower then his neck appears to be paralyzed. You raise the dagger, and start stabbing it into his chest. After a few moments, his eyes glaze over and he stops fretting his head. You drop his dagger, and grab your sword, sheathing it quickly, and stumbling out the right side of the arena. Everyone around you is awestruck, you move out to the forest, and find a pond near your bag. You clean out your side with some soap you grabbed, then bandage them. You move to where you stashed your bag, grab it and sit for a moment.
What do you do? If you stay someone might assassinate you, but if you do, the wilderness might hate you. A third option appears in your brain, maybe wait until night, grab anything you can, then just head any direction but West.[/font]