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.

clear heft to them, and every time they collapsed into one another, their bodies would bow and bend as

rush, the two unleashed a barrage of assaults, forgetting almost

a clear battle junky, his gaze

"Time!" Alderian spoke out.

out, his blunt

the air in his lungs leave his body, his torso bending

foot and a knee, glaring upward at Arion that even seemed like

Alderian's voice boomed, knocking Arion out

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

it

thoughts flooded back to him and his face

bowed in Faelon's direction, not in

sorry, I lost myself. Please forgive

but eventually

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,

canons in the military, that was how you ended

total of 163 to 148. Faelon wins

retreated as Alderian

The only person who heard him was Aina,

Arion did, but it wasn't very frequent. Sometimes it would occur just once every five, sometimes only once in

had won almost 200 of them, and of

without fail, usually within 50 tags, and even that upper bound only occurred when the duo was strong enough to exchange at least 500 blows in the

what was happening after