Dimensional Descent

Arion looked toward the old Lord Guard, but the latter had already begun to speak again.

"Faelon. Passed the Preliminary Round of the Gathering of Kingdoms on his second bout. Forward."

The Preliminary Round had given everyone three chances to win a single battle. So long as they won one, they could make it to the next round. To say that one had passed on their second bout meant that they had lost one before making it to the next.

The fact that both seemed to have the same record painted the picture that the Ma'at Bubble was at least not forming an unfair pairing and it should be a fair battle.

"You two will be sparring. The winner will be based on a tag system and your weapons, should you need them, will be provided, as they will be blunt. A tag will be based on my count and every battle will last one minute total.

"Now, what weapons, if any, do you need?"

The Half-Spiritual spoke first. "I'll take a saber."

The old Lord Guard looked toward Arion. "I... will take a spear."

"Good."

Soon, the two had their blunt weapons and faced off against one another.

"Begin."

The two shot forward.

A minute sounded like a short time, but in reality, for Seventh Dimensional existences of their caliber, it was enough to exchange several hundred moves and even decide a winner if one was superior enough.

every time they collapsed into

unleashed a barrage of assaults, forgetting

seemed like a clear battle junky, his gaze even becoming

"Time!" Alderian spoke out.

him and lashed out,

leave his body, his torso bending

landed heavily on a foot and a knee, glaring upward

Alderian's voice boomed, knocking Arion out

slowly lowered his spear, looking around in confusion as though he had forgotten where he was for

it as

flooded back to

in Faelon's direction, not

I lost myself. Please

with unhappiness, but

it slide and there were no lethal blows dealt, he chose to let it slide. Though, he had mostly chosen to do so because his Lordship had said to go easy on them. If these were military training grounds, he would have already

that was how you ended up with dead

of 163 to 148. Faelon wins

as Alderian called

Leonel spoke in a low, cold voice. The only person who heard him was Aina, and she

who stepped out of line like Arion did, but it wasn't very frequent. Sometimes it would occur just once every five, sometimes only once in a hundred, and the situations were always different, while the

bouts had been fought, the Half-Spirituals had won almost 200 of them, and of those 300, there were 11 humans that had stepped out of

usually within 50 tags, and even that upper bound only occurred when the duo was strong enough to

Leonel had already understood what was happening after the