Silver Demons

This was it, the final round. To the amazement of the crowd a unknow group made it all the way to finals, just to announce they are the new version of the Silver Demons, not the Rihen mercenary company. In the time before the final round started multiple groups sent out scouts to alert local authorities, and to scrounge up enough manpower to get rid of the weed before it blooms. 

Again Jorge walked up onto the stage, his eyes a new form of knowing, as if he had seen hell and came back just to realize everything's bland.

Lynx with a tiny imperceptible twitch, patted wolf on the back, signifying his chance to go up on the stage.

Wolf walked up the steps tinged with doubt, what did he get himself into, and a more major question is if he can get Jewy and himself out.

On the stage Jorge met Wolf's icy gaze.

"Announce yourselves."

"I am the worshiper of Amish, god of all, he blesses you with his light and protection. I am Phill, I mean Jorge."

"Okay, my name is Jonny of the nine beast, and I will beat you where you stand."

"Will you?" He said with wisdom beyond his time.

From within Wolf pushed all his magic to the suffice, it bubbled like boiling cheese, pushing out of any opening it could, soaking out of his pores shredding the skin.

"Ahhhhhh." he drew a dagger, the hydra fang, the very one he hasn't pulled out in years. His body shot forward like a runaway train, uncontrolled but filled with power. Jorge barely leaps out of the way as Wolf stumbles to find footing before falling off the stage.

"Looks like you're trying to kill me. Hey judge, isn't this against the rules?" 

The judge just gave a meaningless shrug.

In an instant Wolf was back to chasing his prey, letting not even the wind hold him back. The scene was almost comical, until the knife slipped into Jorge's side.

It didn't take long for the poison to take effect, not even thirty seconds Jorge and began stumbling his head bobbing to and fro. 

"Hele." Jorge mumbled barely pronouncing the word.

But the spell took hold, giving Jorge the footing to dodge another attack. He was done taking this lying down even if he didn't have his sword, he was still heavily taught in depth on how to fight bare handed, and if he included the fact that he was one tier ahead of Johny he liked his odds.

The moment Wolf went in for another charge Jorge tripped him like the wild beast he is.

Thud, Wolfs body hit the floor, but the fight was not over. Wolf used magic to push himself back to his feet right into Jorge's fist. But the fist was a ruse as Joge soon pulled Wolf into a front throw. 

His body hit the ground with a larger bang, but Wolf was moving to do a on the ground takedown on Jorge, successfully moving into a mount position on Jorge. The tangle wasn't over as Jorge struggled and managed to get Wolf off with strength alone.

"I WILL NOT LOSE!" Wolf screamed.