Arena Fights

„Hey Kalu, look over there.", Tsoka said and pointed towards a certain direction. A hooded boy was standing there, all alone.

„Huh? What is there? Do you mean the boy?", Kalu was a bit confused.

„Yes. He was the one that left our magic tests yesterday."

„Oh. He does seem lonely. There is still one place in our party left. Should we ask him if he wants to join?", Tsoka asked.

„It will probably secure our win. I don't see why not.", Kali replied.

Whilst they were talking about recruiting Tristan into their team, Tristan contemplated about how he would acquire the sword in the kings throne. He didn't know much about protection or anything for that matter, so he first must get more information.

After that, he could start formulating a plan.

He could start by visiting bars, wich the guards of the palace visit. There, he could gather information by eavesdropping on them.

He wasn't sure how much information that would give him, but it was worth a try.

„Hey, uhm. Sorry to disturb, but you were looking kind of lonely here, so I was wondering, if you would like to join our party?", suddenly a girl approached him.

He looked up.

„Hm? Sure, why not.", he answered. He didn't have a team anyway.

„Awesome! Then let me introduce myself. My name is Tsoka and I am a healer, though I can give others some negative effects, it's called [Influence], I can persuade people with it. Over there is my brother, he is a fire based mage.", Tsoka introduced herself.

„Cool. Im Tristan and I do black magic, or Shadow magic, however you prefer it.", Tristan introduced himself to her.

„So, is anyone else on the team?", he asked.

„Sadly, no. Most people come with friends or family, and have a party planned ahead. Then, there are the nobles, obviously they wouldn't pair up with a bunch of commoners.", Tsoka said and looked down.

„I see. When will be our first match?"

„We will first have to register as a group. We will get a number, the team who competes against us will have the same number.", Tsoka explained.

„Kalu is waiting to sign us up right now.", she said.

Tristan and Tsoka joined Kalu.

„Hi. I'm Kalu. It's nice to meet you.", he said.

„I'm Tristan.", Tristan replied and shook Kalu's stretched out hand.

They waited in line, Tristan observed the people in front of him. One person catchend his eyes, it was a proud standing blonde guy, his clothes and hairstyle looked quite expansive for a commoner. His hair slowly moved in the wind. Something was off about him, but Tristan couldn't really find out what.

After signing up as a team, they got the number 15.

After a while, everyone got their numbers. Groups were standing around in the hall.

One person tried to show off their magic skills, a lightning mage.

Though instead of producing a lightning, as soon as he tried casting the spell, a small amount of smoke rose up, though it was nothing to worry about.

„Ah!", the guy shook his hand.

Others laughed at him, but no one thought much of it.

After a few fights, someone announced,

„Both groups with the number 15, step on the fighting area.", so they did.

Kalu, Tsoka and Tristan stood against six people.

One seemed to be a healer, three swordsmen, one mage and an archer.

„Three, two, one, fight!", a voice announced.

The mage of the enemy team rose up and flew a few meters into the air.

Tristan looked up, the ceiling was not so high up, so there wasn't to much room for flying...

‚Wait... ceiling?', Tristan got confused.

He looked around, the arena was a hall with one small platform, where the students would fight, walls and a ceiling were built around it.

Tristan began thinking.

He looked at the floor.

‚It's already more than 60 years, it doesn't seem like this place got renovated.', he thought.

Then he looked at the ground. Something caught his eye.

Tristans Brain started working. No ceiling, no windows... he looked at his opponents.

The guy with the blonde hair was also there.

‚... and yet he managed to get some wind to move his hair. Somethings off.'

„Wait! Don't use magic!", he quickly warned his teammates.

„What, why? We are all mages!", Kalu was confused.

It was all clear now, the floor, the blond guy, the Bad lightning mage, this could only result in one thing.

„Hey, why don't one person from each group reveal their element?", Tristan asked the mage.

„I start, I'm a shadow mage, and you?", he asked

„I suppose that's ok, you'll see it when I burn you anyway.", he laughed.

„I'm a fire mage. Though I am proficient in scroll magic too.", the mage said.

‚Oh, f*ck', Tristan thought.

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Scroll magic: The use and making of magic scrolls, wich allow certain spells to be cast. Scrolls can be one or multiple time uses, though it's easier making a one time use.