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Tournament Arc [Kon]

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#1Kon 

Tournament Arc [Kon] Empty Thu Feb 10, 2022 9:28 am

Kon

It had been many months since Kon had been to Baska town, with him not having been there since he had his midas gauntlet stolen and lost his Galaxy Dragon Slayer Lacrima. Once more he would spend his time there searching for his stolen equipment while gaining more experience with his skills using a sword using the fighters in the tournament which he had nothing but negative memories about. He was frustrated that this was the only medium for general experience in fighting, but alas this was what he would resort to. Travel to Baska from Astera had been swift bordering on instantaneous with him travelling from door frame to door frame. Unlikely in the past, Kon would be fully kitted up with weapons ready for use at a moments notice and hand gripped tight on the pommel of the sword. He was still bloodlusted from his brief instance in Desierto and would more than welcome cutting down anyone that stood in his way. He did, however, hope he would have restraint and not kill his opponents in the tournament itself. Being banned from the tournament would certainly be distasteful and much of a hindrance. It would only prompt him to look elsewhere to fight, his guild members perhaps, but that was something that could only lead to bad blood between whomever he fought especially considering how the man fought. Without a doubt they would need a healer close by given Kon’s tendency for maiming. Almost letting out a laugh from the shocking image of him accidentally cutting down his guild mates, he whacked himself on his thigh bringing him back to reality. “Hurting allies is bad…” Shaking his head as he drew closer to the enormous rock which hosted the tournament itself. It was already packed to the brim as could be expected during a weekend. He just hoped that he would be able to sign up for a fight in the first place. It would be a great disappointment if he came all this way and he couldn’t participate.

343/1500

(20% from Guild Level 3, 20% from Hermit Tarot)



#2Kon 

Tournament Arc [Kon] Empty Thu Feb 10, 2022 9:29 am

Kon

Moving at his own pace with observers running past him hoping to get a seat, Kon reached the bridge to the rock being blocked by two guards, one on either side of the bridge. “Halt!, Tournament is full of onlookers.” Staring at the two with a stoney face, Kon uttered with the same bravado as a former nobility. “My name is Konstantin Sokolov, I am not an onlooker, rather a participant, either let me in or your boss will have your ears.” The threat was not unwarranted in the slightest and certainly was enough for them to grant him access. Crossing the creaky bridge, Kon clutched the thick rope with his right hand while holding onto his sword with the other hand. Weighing a staggering amount despite his size, Kon could feel the tired, old crossing strain and groan. It was only after he crossed it, he felt comfortable to breathe freely once again. Exhaling the held breath, kon recognised a newly constructed building on top of the rock. “Huh change rooms I guess?, I suppose I’ll use that from now on…” Avoiding both the guards and the bridge would certainly be in his interest, death by falling would be a disappointing ending for someone so well renowned. With that bookmarked however, Kon went on to find the organiser to slot him in. In the past it had been a stout, pimply man who could be mistaken for a dwarf only lacking the beard. Now though Kon greeted an almost pixie sized spirit that was struggling with their clipboard. “So who can I fight?” Blunt, straight to the point, Kon wanted to get fighting and avoid all of the paperwork that came with these fights. With a sharp squeak obviously shocked by his appearance, the spirit bowed multiple times before shuttering out. “Well…Well, you can fight everyone if you want, as long as you can keep it up and they are still standing, ho ho ho ho.”

672/1500

(20% from Guild Level 3, 20% from Hermit Tarot)



#3Kon 

Tournament Arc [Kon] Empty Thu Feb 10, 2022 9:29 am

Kon

Surprised about the option to fight everyone, Kon gave a simple thumbs up, before yelling out. “Sounds good!” Over the crowd who cheered as blood split across the tournament as the first fight came to an end. Pointing with their pencil thin fingers, the spirit struggled over the roaring observers. “There’s your first opponent!” Turning to face his opponent, Kon’s jaw almost dropped, they were a behemoth in stature and physical abilities. It was not just the creature he was about to fight, but also the aftermath of the fight that had just occurred. The woman he had just fought was nothing but body parts and gore. It was strange how these otherwise civilised people had just cheered at the death of a young woman that was fighting such an opponent with little more than a rusty iron sword. A drive for revenge had almost taken control over the former magician, with him shifting his grip to draw his blade. No mercy would be given to the beast before him. No, he would be torn to shred, whether it was with his blade or through a hundred punches. Approaching the barrier before the audience and the arena, Kon could feel hundreds of eyes upon him, while he focused on his opponent as workers pulled the loser’s body parts from the arena to the side. Flipping over the barrier, Kon could feel the blood coated ground beneath his shoes. “Slippery…” Drawing his blade, not waiting for the announcer to begin the fight, Kon lowered his stance, and pointed the tip of the blade straight at the beast of a person’s neck before shouting a single word. “Come!”

952/1500

(20% from Guild Level 3, 20% from Hermit Tarot)



#4Kon 

Tournament Arc [Kon] Empty Thu Feb 10, 2022 9:30 am

Kon


Like a wild animal, his opponent just as he ignored the announcer and charged towards Kon, dragging with them a giant slab of a sword. Ungodly insize he was impressed that it could even move the thing. How were they using it without killing everyone in the tournament? The answer came quickly as the onlookers created a huge gap between themselves and the barrier, practically falling off the edge of the rock. Focusing on the audience for even that briefest of moments had almost been his downfall with the beast almost cutting his head off with a single swing. Only managing to stay alive by falling to the ground landing on his back drenching it in the blood of all the defeated opponents. Somewhat dazed from striking his head on a rock in the fall, Kon saw stars as he struggled to get up. Once more the beast tried to strike the man this time from the right, knowing his own strength, Kon halted the blow by clutching the edge of the unwieldy sword using his prosthetic arm.

1,130/1500

(20% from Guild Level 3, 20% from Hermit Tarot)



#5Kon 

Tournament Arc [Kon] Empty Thu Feb 10, 2022 9:31 am

Kon

Creating divots into the sword where his fingers penetrated the soft metal, Kon’s grip was unrelenting, only breaking when the creature swung his free hand against the blade, shattering off the portion he was holding onto. While his opponent now had a shorter range, it was substantially lighter allowing for them to strike far faster. This was made evident very quickly with them managing to land a strike square on his chest plate cracking it in half, while winding him in the process. This was matched with a blow to the chest from Kon’s blade, but him drawing first blood, he meanwhile could already feel the broken ribs from the strike. It was clear with each moment that his strike had been more damaging, with the wound worsening and tearing open with each breath. It was not long until Kon could see the very organs of his opponent. Regardless of the injuries that he had dealt he would not stop until it had died. The beast relying solely on their sword, Kon advanced with his golden arm prepared to catch the weapon while his other hand gripped his sword tight, swinging it multiple times sending magical waves out stunning the beast.

1,335/1,500

(20% from Guild Level 3, 20% from Hermit Tarot)



#6Kon 

Tournament Arc [Kon] Empty Thu Feb 10, 2022 9:35 am

Kon

Essentially blinded from his blitz, his opponent swung blindly while roaring in agony. The crowd meanwhile seemingly fixed in their own bloodlust cheered on Kon. Weaving through the gaps that were created, Kon thrust his blade deep into the chest of his opponent, twisting before drawing down to its stomach, breaking bone and shredding organs in the process. Blood bathed the former mage, almost burning him in the process. With his opponent struggling for life, Kon withdrew his bloodstained blade before thrusting his prosthetic hand into the distorted face of the injured man. Sure, he was angry but he saw no need to make them suffer, they had not committed unspeakable crimes that he had only seen in war. Surprisingly satisfied with a single fight, Kon left the arena just as the next wouldbe opponent approached it. “That’s me done for today gentlemen.” Wanting to recover, Kon headed for the nearest door so he could return back to Astera and rest in his own bed while breaking down what had just occurred. One thing was for sure though, Kon was definitely out of practice, there was no reason for him to have been hit like that. Sure his opponent was strong, but that was it, there was nothing that made Kon his lesser.

1536/1,500

(20% from Guild Level 3, 20% from Hermit Tarot)



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