Guardians

Luther pushed himself up from the ground, wiping a trickle of blood from his mouth. The impact was been harder than anything he ever felt before, but he just felt more excited, more than he has ever been.

"So that's how you want to play it?" he muttered, his eyes narrowing as he studied the three Guardians. They stood in perfect formation, waiting for him to make his move.

The crowd was getting louder, sensing the fight was about to intensify. He closed his eyes for a moment, focusing on his mana, strengthening his body. 

'No more playing around,' he thought.

"What's he doing?" someone in the crowd asked.

He opened his eyes, which now had yellow in them. He rolled his shoulders and took a different stance - lower, more grounded.

"Let's try this again," he said.