In no time at all, Ikanbi was whisked away by the dashing rogue known to most as Erebus. To others? A menace. To Ikanbi and Sia? A blessing. Ikanbi was known to walk on the grey line of morality, typically known for being good, but always keeping the most questionable sort of company. She preferred her life this way. Good and evil were such subjective terms. Who was she to judge Erebus for the way they lived their life? No one. Ikanbi was no one, and so there was no way she should judge him.
Erebus spoke to the two of them in greater length than Ikanbi had expected, and she quietly listened to him and absorbed it all. Every ounce of information, every word, every body movement, she took it in like a good book. Her path was made clear, when Erebus spoke, Ikanbi listened, and Ikanbi didn't usually listen to people often. Erebus took the two of them by the arms and were made to waltz off away from the crowd before he really went into it. She listened intently as he detailed their opponent's as well as one other person of interest. Esperia? The name sounded nice, though Ikanbi noted that Sia's interest was immediately more piqued at the mentioning of Esperia. Apparently the name had run a bell for her, and Ikanbi noticed Sia paying closer attention to Erebus' words now than she had been before.
He went on to detail how he intended to perform a heist of sorts and if everything went according to plan they would all come out on top all the better for it. "I so like the way you think, Erebus." Ikanbi finally said in Fioran as Erebus finished detailing the plan to the two of them. "Okay, let's get to work." She watched as Erebus phased through the wall. "Oh I have got to learn that." She said to Sia, nudging her a little as she spoke.
Ikanbi made her way towards the tournament fighting grounds and prepared herself for the worst. The first of the matches was, admittedly, much easier than she had expected. With nothing but a knife to her name, Ikanbi carefully and meticulously wore her first opponent down, a long, boring, tedious battle that went on for what felt like ages. Neither Ikanbi or her opponent were worth much of anything to speak of, and even with Sia's help the fight was...lack luster.
Spells? Hardly used. Between the four of them in combat, Ikanbi and Sia spent most of their time darting about left, right, up, down, and even sideways, scrambling about the field as best as they possible could to avoid being obliterated by their opponent's more powerful spells. Eventually, Ikanbi managed to close the gap on the weaker of the two opponents, and landed a nice clean hit with her little knife. She was almost surprised, but followed it up with an unarmed strike, stepping between her opponent's legs and dropping her hips as she pivoted, brining her knife, off-hand, and her opponent downwards to the ground and knocking the wind right out of them.
She turned, eyeing the other combatant that Sia was dealing with, and made sure she wasn't about to take a cheap shot in the chaos of her own brawl. Luckily, she found that Sia was dealing well enough on her own with the other combatant and so Ikanbi turned her focus on them as well. Inching forwards, she too began to assault the other combatant, ganging up on them with Sia and a furious volley of knife thrusts and slashes. She found trouble connecting though, and saw quickly why Sia was having such trouble with her target. This one was much quicker, and far more agile than the other.
Eventually, it didn't matter. The odds were just stacked too high against them, the combined might of Ikanbi and Sia was too much for one opponent to deal with and Ikanbi finally landed a clean hit, forcing the target to stumble backwards and fall prone. Ikanbi respectfully thanked the two fighters for their round and she left the arena for the time being, readying for the next match.
This next match was the one she was worried about, truthfully, for the opponent's before had certainly been small fry. She remembered the plan however, Erebus' dirty, wonderful plan. Either way, she would be getting some money for the days efforts. Fine by her.
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