Chapter 2

Shouted a strong voice of Ryk-Rev

After that cut the rock and caught the drums in the arena yelled 10 Orux strong physique among them stood ahead the most experienced warrior covered with many scars from past fights his body by one of its looks inspired fear on all who looked at him patched hair of white color and two oblique falling on his shoulders. Everyone looked upon him with respect as the future leader of the Clan Orux and the Supreme Leader of all the Clans. In the bridgehead for important viewers sat all 12 Oraku Clans. Among them was the Chief Oraku Senior of all the Wise Men of the Main Clan. He came out to the oratory place all other voices except drums were silenced until he uttered the first words...

(* Oraku are wise Orux. The eldest of all who have seen a lot of suffering and pain for a long time and the dignity of this world *) The arena was filled with blue piss, and the walls are made of durable Mamorit, all the exits at the entrance to the arena by the applicants closed dead so that someone could not leave the arena voluntarily on the floor were scattered around weapons Orux Peaks, Copy, Different kinds of Michs and Shields, Axes and Big Molots and also in the middle of the Arena stood the Flag of the Klan Flag.

Voice Senior Oraka:

TODAY WE ARE HERE TO CHOOSE A NEW LEADER.

HOW YOU ALL KNOW!

IN OUR CLAN, THE CHIEF WHO CAN DEFEAT ALL THE CONTENDERS IN THE BRUTAL STRUGGLE FOR THE MAIN BANNER.

VOTING RIGHTS ARE GRANTED TO THE ONE WHO WON THE 12 BATTLES FOR THE BANNER OF ORUCKS-VAR 'RGAR

Crowd voice:

VAR 'RGAR! VAR 'RGAR!

VAR 'RGAR! VAR 'RGAR!

VAR 'RGAR:

RRAAAAAAA!!!! (Prarevel he would have the crowd abate

I have nothing to say.... that who solved.... Challenge me! I am here today to honor our sacred tradition of the way of the Warriors and let the strongest Orux win.

Crowd voice: Raaaaaaaaaaaaa! (All times shouted battle call and the contenders began their fight with a circular dance around a circle of scattered guns under a borabated rhythm

Drum: Dumas дмдмдмдм Dm дмдмдм Dm дмдмдм Dm of Dm of Dee

After 3 loud strikes of the drum were made all the applicants took their weapons near turned up and prepared for the deadly Battle of Vision.

VAR 'RGAR:

In thoughts...

I have to take my weapon where the shield and sword are!

Seeing that already one applicant took his favorite weapon in a pitcher took a large sword

VAR 'RGAR:

In thoughts...

Okay then I 'll take away now the main thing to take at least something

During the taking of weapons 2 applicants died one turned the neck

Another one got a sword stuck in his heart.

Because of the danger, the two applicants grouped against the VAR 'RGAR.

VAR 'RGAR: ATTACK THE COWARDS! TWO FOR ONE, BE YOU A HUNDRED.

RRRAAAAAAA!!

The provocation succeeded one of them in whose hands was a spear yelled at him and slightly wounded in the left hand. Confident with the whole body with a turn hit the Big Fur directly in the back of the head

The head flew to the wall of the arena and blue

The blood flowed on the gun.

His ally seeing it fell into a rage he had a battle axe in his hands muzzling crossed arms from the VAR 'RGAR