He whistled, impressed and also slightly disgusted. "What in the..."
The grown up falls over, dead"LETS HEAR IT FOR OUR NUMBER ONE FIGHTER"the owner yells and the crowd cheers
"aw...thanks...I love you all"The kid says up at the audience
"aw...thanks...I love you all"The kid says up at the audience
"Number one, eh? I've got a looooong way to go..."
The kid walks off the arena"ok...next round is...number 9 vs...oh? an open spot"
He shrugged and walked back to the bed.
The fights would continue on, until noon when there is a knocking on his door
He opened the door. "Yeah?"
"are you gonna want to sign up for a fight today"
He shrugged. "Might as well. I don't have much better to do."
He hands you a sign up paper
Open fights:
at 1:00- 8th vs [open]
at 3:45-13th vs [open]
at 5:15-1st vs [open]
at 6:00-6th vs [open]
at 6:15-14th vs [open]
Open fights:
at 1:00- 8th vs [open]
at 3:45-13th vs [open]
at 5:15-1st vs [open]
at 6:00-6th vs [open]
at 6:15-14th vs [open]
"I'll do the 3:45 one."
"ok"The man nods, writes his name down and leaves
He searched the room for a training dummy, or anything like that.
*that is a luxury for the top 10*
he finds a cement block
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
((I guess a cement block is better than a box full of useless stuff. This is so fun to read 
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))
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.
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