Blu hadn't even gotten all of the words out of his mouth before a number of shuriken were released in his direction. He streaked to the left, away from the fire vortex, and without removing the entire weapon from its hook, swung his lashknife hilt quickly but precisely in front of him. Two high "pings" resonated through the air, not unlike the sound of a tuning fork. Several shuriken peppered the grass just behind his former position, and two lay on the ground before him, deflected off of the steel hilt.
Blu glared at the one who had thrown the weapons. "I don't know who you are, but it would be in your best interest to reconsider your course of action just now. I don't like needless death any more than you apparently do, so I don't see the purpose in trying to add me to the body count. Especially when it would likely just lead to you taking my place."
Rio watched as the robed man easily deflected his attack. It wasn't some unnatural blast or a winged man turning into a god. This man just had good reflexes. Rio could handle someone who was just quick.
"I don't know who you are, but it would be in your best interest to reconsider your course of action just now. I don't like needless death any more than you apparently do, so I don't see the purpose in trying to add me to the body count. Especially when it would likely just lead to you taking my place."
Rio was fine with his comment up until he was threatened. Just as Unaliari reached him, he took off toward the man. Halfway there he leaped into the air with a flying kick.
However, he didn't come close. On top of the arena wall Burra stood watching everything that was happening. As Rio launched off the ground she put out her hand sending an invisible wave of energy at him.
The energy wouldn't hurt him just send him flying.
Her voice echoed across the land.
"THAT'S ENOUGH! Enough blood has been spilt and the competition has not even begun! Now, you are all here because you are some of the best warriors around space and time. The rules are simple: the last one standing wins and no one leaves. Combatants will continue to enter throughout the competition, you unfortunately are the unlucky ones to start from the beginning. Good luck. The winner at the end will be a great help to my kingdom."
As soon as she said her last word the walls to the arena began to separate revealing the grass field.
Many people began to enter past the open wall. Fear apparently set in for some as they tried to run back out, but as they did so an invisible wall stopped them.
For those that didn't want to enter at all, the land around them all began to blur then eventually faded to black. Only a small space from the portals to the gate stayed true.
"Strength is the only thing that matters. Everything else is just an illusion for the weak." - Vegeta
Unaliari winced as she watched Rio take off, only to be struck from the air. She rubbed a temple slowly.
“Yep. That’s Rio...”
Then a commanding voice interrupted everything.
“...The rules are simple: the last one standing wins and no one leaves. Combatants will continue to enter throughout the competition, you unfortunately are the unlucky ones to start from the beginning.”
Unaliari blinked. She didn’t like the sound of these rules. Her thoughts immediately went to Silenus. Combat was not anything that poor girl could participate in.
“Good luck. The winner at the end will be a great help to my kingdom.”
Who said anything about helping a kingdom?! What the hell had they been drug into?
Before Unaliari could put her protest into words, the walls began to part. The arena presented was a simple field and it seemed that the attendance was already quite large. Amidst the confusion and out of the corner of her eye, she saw a white feather fluttering about the crowd. As she turned to look, she saw Silenus’ figure at the walls. Standing at the entrance, and clearly who Silenus was drawn to, was a winged woman in a Chinese-style dress with her hair pulled up in two buns. When the stranger lifted her head, Unaliari could see a dark smirk upon her lips. The winged girl turned to leave, a hand guiding Silenus into the battlefield. And then they were lost in the crowd.
Without further consideration, Unaliari took off for the entrance to the arena. She had planned on stopping to inspect the damages to her alchemic collection stolen by the three men, but things had changed. Now she hastily entered the unfamiliar battlefield with nothing more than her daggers.
Blu got a good chuckle out of watching Rio tumble out of midair. It kind of reminded him of another young friend.
“Well, you heard the lady. I’m sure you want to continue this, but I just saved two gorgeous young women, and if that doesn’t put my foot in the door, so to speak, nothing will, so if you don’t mind, I’m going to go…”
Blu’s voice trailed off as he looked to where the two girls had just been. He saw only the crowd.
“DAMMIT!” He glared at Rio. “Okay, this is your fault. Now I’m really mad.”
With the battle about to begin in earnest, one more person arrived, apparently desiring to get in on the action. The figure emerged from a portal, walking calmly into the arena proper. Bright eyes with irises of pink stared out from under a concealing hood, taking in the battlefield. The figure wore a deep-purple, silky, robe-like garment that prevented any guesses at true appearance.
The first thing one would notice would be that whoever was under the robe, they couldn't be even five feet tall. The second thing they would notice would be the huge battleaxe holstered across the newcomer's back. It was double-bladed, the ornate golden hilt that led up to the head branching out over the shining silver blades in multitudes of golden tendrils. The axe was as tall as its wielder, and the head was probably as wide as the owner's arms could spread.
As the figure emerged into the grassy field, it reached back, grasping the axe single-handedly halfway down the hilt. With an effortless motion, it pulled the weapon from its holster, twirling it twice like it was made of air, and slammed the hilt into the ground, holding the battleaxe in waiting. The announcement of the newcomer's arrival had been made, and now it awaited the first challenger(s).
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The Saiyan prince could sense the energy attack coming the second it was released. It wasn't very powerful and it wasn't aimed at him so he just watched to see what happened. When it struck the new kid Trunks just kind of laughed.
When Burra started speaking Trunks paid complete attention, but one part in particular caught his attention.
"...The winner at the end will be a great help to my kingdom."
As far as he knew Mirina wasn't in any trouble. He has just left his cousins and they were fine. Regardless, this was a fight to the death there could only be one winner which Trunks liked to hear. If all of the most powerful warriors were supposed to be here then he should start to see some familiar faces.
"I haven't had a good fight in quite awhile."
That's when an energy signature caught his attention. Immediately, he looked to where she should have been standing, but only a feather remained. There were way too many people around for Trunks to get a clear hold on her energy.
As Trunks began heading for the door he noticed a girl pushing through the crowd. At first, he thought the girl was Elieana, but he then realized that it wasn't. He hoped she wasn't coming to this event. She could definitely handle herself, however, Trunks didn't want to worry about her.
Trunks stopped dead in his tracks and shook his head. He was getting distracted by a girl and didn't like it. He kept pushing forward. Once inside he was hit with a feeling of deja vu. This scene was all too familiar. Right up front is where most of the battles were taking place while there was perfectly fine open space towards the back. He had to love the people who stopped right in the middle and didn't go near a wall. They ususally got surrounded and surrounded quickly.
The saiyan wanted a fight though so he stood with his arms cross about twenty feet from the entrance. Eventually, some low level peon would come and try to attack him.
Rio got tossed like a rag doll. As he hit the ground he allowed himself to relax and roll so he wouldn't get hurt. The woman on top of the wall began speaking. Rio doubted that anyone would notice but the throwing stars that he had thrown faded away.
When she finished speaking and the ground began to fade everyone ran toward the front gate. The man in the robes continued to run his mouth however.
“Well, you heard the lady. I’m sure you want to continue this, but I just saved two gorgeous young women, and if that doesn’t put my foot in the door, so to speak, nothing will, so if you don’t mind, I’m going to go…DAMMIT!Okay, this is your fault. Now I’m really mad.”
Rio stood up and dusted himself off. Of all the things he's experienced this guy seemed to be the most normal. Rio could stand a chance against him.
"Well, I don't recall either of those girls being blind so I don't think your chance are all that good."
Rio knew that he'd just opened a can of worms so he took off toward the door. He hoped that it would be much more open than it was here.
Once inside he realized that he got his wish. After running past one man with his arms crossed he stopped, turned and from his sides pulled twin katana's.
The inside of the arena was just as chaotic as the path to it. Unaliari stopped just inside the gates, looking around in all directions. A bit of fear began to grow as she realized she’d completely lost the whereabouts of Silenus – this wasn’t a good place for someone like her to be lost in.
Unaliari was entirely lost in the sole objective of finding Silenus. Her lack of awareness of the people around her resulted in a sudden shove to the ground. A battle had begun between two people who could best be described as soldiers, based on their armor. The iron shield of the man closest to Unaliari had struck her in the side as the two clashed blades. She hit the ground and instinctually rolled away, but neither man had the time to pay much attention to her, anyways. It was a nearby, unpaired participant that picked her out instead. The young man was wielding a spear. He drove the tip towards the ground, narrowly missing a shot at Unaliari’s shoulder. She rolled up to her feet as he ripped the spear head from the earth. There was only her dagger to deflect the next stab he offered. An illusion would have easily worked on the assailant, but Unaliari was still trying to pick out Silenus from the crowd between parries. The two danced around their small section of the battlefield, drawing the attention of other participants who were eager to jump in at the first sign of blood.
"Well, I don't recall either of those girls being blind so I don't think your chances are all that good."
"Why you!..." Blu's voice trailed off in indignation--his anger probably increased because he knew that the boy was probably right. Before he could start shouting, however, his foe ran off. Somehow, though, Blu could tell that he was not running away.
"That kid is gonna get it..." Then he shrugged, still talking to himself. "Then again, I did come here to fight." A big grin came over his face as he chased after the boy.
On the way, he passed Trunks. Very near him stood a short robed figure whose face he couldn't make out. The image of the huge, muscled saiyajin standing grimly next to the minuscule figure was certainly entertaining. He shouted to his friend without stopping. "What's the matter Trunks? You look bored. I'm sure the squirt there will be more than enough to keep you busy."
Just behind Trunks was the door through the wall, leading to the entrance where the portals resided. It was there that Blu's opponent waited. Blu stopped in the doorway, readying his lashknife for action.
"Despite your comments from earlier, I won't kill you. I'm just here to have some fun today. I do hope you're familiar with some good healers, though."