Combat Hiya!

After their rest the leaders post the matches. Everyone is given food and sent to get prepared for the up coming matches. They all get dressed in specific armor that allows everyone to easily see when they are hit. In side the barracks they are allowed to take any weapons they need. After everyone has finished their food and gathered supplies they return to the stadium. The space is large enough that 3 matches make take place at the same time. The 3 areas for combat are marked off.

The first 15 matches are fairly uneventful. Wes begins to wonder if they used the earlier scores to place everyone on the schedule. It was time for Z to enter his first combat. He enters the area for combat and the young man across from him smiles.

"Hello sir, I don't believe we have met. I am Craig of the house Bear. I will make you defeat quick." yells Craig across the field.

Z says nothing. As the battle commences both are using giant battle axes. They swing at each other. Each blow being blocked by the other. Craig is impressed that this unknown fighter was actually worth a fight. The battle continues back a forth. neither side giving an inch.

Smack! Out of nowhere using the side of the axe rather than the blade Craig is pushed sideways unexpectedly.

"You are quite the fighter. I guess that means I will have to get serious." Craig says displeased he actually got hit.

Craig brings his axe up and moves forward so fast and powerfully that Z has no time to dodge. Z stakes the axe down against the ground to block the attack. Halfway through the arching swing Craig's axe swerved and slashes at Z making a cut in his armor and throwing him back a few meters. Z let's go of the axe as he is flung backwards. He has been disarmed.

Craig lunges forward to finish the combat and make Z submit to defeat. As he rushes forward he is peppered with small darts from a blow gun. Craig is surprised by the unexpected attack. If he had not been wearing armor he most certainly would have died for his carelessness. During this surprise attack Z rushes to get his axe. The battle continues. back to being a stalemate.

Craig offers to call it a draw. This is customary when one fighter can not easily overpower the other. So that they both may walk out without being exhusted. Z agrees. They shake hands and many applause are given to both fighters. Their combat had captivated most of the arena.

A few other battles pass and it is now time for Wes to enter the ring. The opponent standing opposite of him is Apto. He pulls the lionmane greatsword from his back. With a very confident smile.

"If you would like to concede and just let me win then I can spare you the humiliation." Apto says loudly "You can be confident that your defeat is assured."

Wes pulled out his long sword in his right hand and his short sword in his left. "I will not submit to defeat so easily." he said with a blank expression.

Apto charges forward swinging his great sword down with intense ferocity.

Wes quickly dodges the attack. As the battle continues he discovers he is at a disadvantage in this fight. The length of the great sword keeps him from being able to get close.

Apto is angered that he has been unable to hit Wes. He gains his composure again. Rushing forward again with a downward swing, however midway he intends to change his attack to sweep across and hopefully be able to get a hit.

Wes seeing him charge forward throws his short sword toward Aptos heart. Followed by swinging his long sword at the great sword coming at him to block it.

Apto let's go with his left hand to block the incoming blade. He manages to muster the strength to deflect the flying blade away. As he feels the hit of the long sword to his great sword. He manages to use the momentum of that hit to change his strike to a sweeping motion. Before he can finish his swing he feels something hit him in the chest.

Bang! A small dagger hits the armor plate covering Aptos heart. Wes is delighted that his second throw blade hit the mark. In the midst of the confusion he slips behind his opponent and brings the blade of his long sword to his opponents neck.

Apto is absolutely ashamed of this predicament. He is forced to bow and admit defeat. Golden Mane leader of house Lion and Iron Fang leader of house Wolf both standing somewhat in awe.

With his victory Wes returns to his friends. Excitedly they have all been doing quite well. Sherwin being a magic user knew that he would be among the last to go.