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Topic Started: Jun 18 2016, 04:15 AM (726 Views)
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After Anister said nothing, but rather gave The Boulder a smile that made him back up a bit. "What a talker. Alright folks let's see if these two have the latent skill to keep up with me! First thing for the training program is a simple one hundred pu-" Sachio had heard enough and decided to stop him right there. "No, I still want to spar with you. I don't care if you beat me. I just want to experience your power." Sachio said with a smile. Up in the stands, Blair rolled her eyes and shoved more food in her face. She knew how this was all going to go before they even started. She also wanted to inflict pain on The Boulder and she knew it was coming. "You do? Well..." Sachio once again cut him off. "Isn't that what the crowd wants to see? You teach me a lesson?" The crowed erupted in cheers and screams. 'Kick his ass Boulder' could be heard many times. Sachio turned and smiled at Anister. His plan was working. After a bit of looking around frantically, The Boulder finally spoke. "Fine. That's what the audience wants, then that's what they will get. Two rules though. This is going to be a manly battle. No magic. No weapons. Can you handle that?" Sachio shrugged. It didn't matter to him. He handed Misery's End to Anister to hold while he dealt with The Boulder.

The two men stood across from each other in the middle of the arena. The sun was starting to go down which meant the Sunmaw Colosseum lights were turning on. It added another layer of flashiness. "I won't hurt you too badly, kid." The Boulder said to Sachio. He afro'd man got into a low fighting stance while Sachio merely stood there and waited. "I am ready whenever. Let's make this quick. I want to see if you can actually help me." Sachio said, teasing him. The Boulder yelled in annoyance and rushed Sachio. His first attack was a spinning back kick that Sachio just hopped backwards to dodge, hands in pockets. "I will fight you with only my feet. That seem fair?" Sachio said, enraging him further. A flurry of punches, kicks, and chops came at Sachio, who in turn had no problem dodging. Simple shifts in his body and backsteps was all it took to avoid The Boulder's attacks. The crowd was completely silent. "Can't fight back? I have you on the ropes!" After The Boulder said those words, the crowd erupted in cheers again. Sachio sighed and figured it was about time to stop playing with the man. "You are truly a joke." After those words, Sachio spun in place and lashed out with a spinning hook kick to The Boulder's face. The kick came so fast that The Boulder had no idea what happened. The kick connected with a loud thud and then the next sound was The Boulder hitting the ground. He was out cold. Sachio sighed again and walked over to Anister. "He should be out for a bit. Just gonna sit here and wait." Sachio sat cross legged on the ground and waiting for the man to wake up. Funnily enough, no medics came to tend to him.

The Boulder wondered how he got on the ground and why everything was so quiet. He sat up and looked around. Not a peep came from the crowd. He saw Sachio sitting on the ground and his face switched between anger, to fear, to sadness. His facade was about to be over.
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Anister was glad to hear that Sachio was pushing the ass hat with an afro into a fight. He’d been talking loud and flexing since they entered the arena for no other reason than no one had shown him up, now someone was going to. Anister went ahead and grabbed the sleek weapon Sachio handed him for safekeeping, it felt oddly well balanced and yet was clearly not meant for him. The weapon had a weird magical feeling, something Anister couldn’t put to words but he could feel it. The weapon was a bit unsettling, he hoped Sachio would end it quickly and take the weapon back.

The crowd erupted to the taunting; Anister smiled, the man’s fame and boasting were the real reason he was about to be backed into this corner. When the fight started The Boulder went on the early offensive. He wasn’t particularly fast but Anister could tell there was some legitimate force behind those blows. If he were fighting a normal dude with just a little trailing he would have looked like the thing he claimed to be, but he was facing someone who made their living fighting. Sachio moved in and out as blows rapidly flew at him, he never once even tried to use his hands. Anister sat down and laid the weapon next to him; he didn’t like it. The Boulder kept talking, even when he was struggling to keep up and couldn’t even graze the young man he just kept on talking, maybe that was his magic, talking people to death. Eventually the fight had to come to an end though and Sachio showed no mercy as he ended it in a single quick hooking blow across the big man’s jawline. Just like Sachio had said, he never needed to use his hands.

As The Boulder bounced across the arena Anister could hear the entire coliseum deflate like Sachio had invaded their dreams and become their boogeyman. He’d dropped their champion with a single kick. Sachio came back over and the big guy was quick to hand him his weapon before he sat down to wait out The Boulders unconsciousness. ”Well; talk about reality kicking you in the face.” Anister smiled at that comment, he found himself incredibly witty. ”I didn’t even have to get my new shirt dirty, what a win.”

Anister watched as the Boulder lifted his body to the realization that the crowd wasn’t cheering any longer. There was no longer any Boulder is the Greatest chants going on, no more swooning women, no children screaming that they would be just like him. Sachio had ended that and like the rest of the world and all those people in the stands, The Boulder was about to face his reality. Anister started to feel bad for that, he’d disliked the boastful man so much that he’d forgotten what it was like to have a hero. Maybe they’d made a mistake.
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The Boulder shook his head a few times. He was still returning to normal function. After a few seconds of readjusting, he slowly stood up. He looked around the Colosseum with a blank face. He had to save himself from embarrassment. As usual, he had idea. "Well, the champ can't just go around beating up the people he is supposed to help. I let him win so that he would be in high spirits for the training. I have a soft heart, what can I say?" Sachio groaned and rolled his eyes. He was starting to think that maybe he should have killed the guy instead. The crowd stayed silent for a bit, and then instantly erupted into cheers and screams again. 'The Boulder is the kindest man ever' and other variations could be heard. Sachio was starting to doubt the whole fate thing and debating on leaving. "Now that we have gotten that out of the way, are you two men ready to continue?" The Boulder asked. His face was still red from being kicked and was also a bit swollen. It amused Sachio. "Sure. Do I get to kick you again?" Sachio said with a smirk. The crowd boo'd at him. "Simmer down there lad, we have other things for you to fight! Let's introduce our next step in the program!" The Boulder used an earpiece to communicate with someone and then nodded his head. Apparently he did indeed have something planned.

"We have beasts here that would love to play with you two. They don't really have names yet, because they are newly discovered, but they are quite fearsome and good practice." The Boulder sneered at Sachio which normally he would have ignored, but something about the situation didn't feel right. Call it intuition. "Go ahead and bring out the beasts!" The crowd once again erupted in cheers. They just wanted to see Sachio and Anister get ripped apart. Sachio wasn't going to allow that satisfaction. The Boulder had already run far off stage as cages began being wheeled out. Both cages held large creatures with black fur and bone decorations all over their bodies. One cage had bear looking creatures with powerful forearms and claws. They were quite powerful looking. The other cage had what resembled a wolf standing on it's hind legs. They too had large claws and fangs. Taking a bite or swipe from either creature looked like a horrible idea. Judging from the thickness of their fur, damaging them was going to be another problem. "This doesn't feel right." Sachio said to Anister. This was far too dangerous for just some training.

In the stands, Blair could tell something was off as well. The beasts didn't smell quite right. She couldn't really figure it out, but she swore that they smelled partly...human. She would be prepared to join Sachio if needed. For now, she watched with suspicion. "Open the cages! If you two can survive these beasts, then you may continue." The Boulder said, in an almost teasing manner. Sachio extending his spear from it's sword mode and spun it in a few quick circles. He was ready, but still curious about what these were. He had never seen or heard of anything like them. The cages were opened and the handlers ran as fast as they could back down the tunnel. That didn't bode well... Without any hesitation, the wolf like creatures lunged at Sachio and Anister. The bear type ones just slowly lumbered out and waited to attack. The beasts seemed a bit intelligent as well... A large claw came for Sachio's face in the form of a forward swipe. Sachio saw it coming and swung his spear in a backwards circle, bringing the tip around and slamming downward to knock the claw down with extra centripetal force. The resulting move sent the wolf downwards slightly as well, which allowed Sachio to quickly follow up with a series of fast thrusts aimed at the beasts chest. The fur stopped most of the power behind those attacks though. This was going to be interesting. The same attack Sachio had dealt with, had also come for Anister from a different wolf.
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Anister had been feeling bad for the large man with the awkwardly curly afro, after all he must have spent a long time cultivating his public persona, to see it crumble in a single kick would have been hard. That changed as soon as he opened his mouth. Rather than take the hit to his ego and legacy he immediately reverted back to that boisterous fraud. Anister was beginning to wonder if the man actually believed his own bullshit. He stood from where he had been sitting, ready for his turn to put a pounding on the so called champ, but that wasn’t apparently high on The Boulders list of things to do. The large faced moron quickly moved the so called training to it’s next step.

Anister wasn’t afraid of monsters and beasts, he’d fought a few at this point and had always come out stronger for it, but he wasn’t a fan of monsters that didn’t even have a name yet. Generally when something was so unknown that some big wig hadn’t named it after himself yet, it should not have been discovered and damn sure shouldn’t have been dragged out to a coliseum full of pedestrians. Anister balled his fists and readied himself for whatever was coming next. The cages came out, the champion ran, and then Anisters pleasant little vacation entertainment became a fight for survival.

The wolf like creatures and bear like creatures were unlike anything he’d ever seen before and he had seen a lot of weird animals at this point. The first wolf closed fast and struck out towards Sachio, at first it had pulled his attention but that didn’t last long as Ansiter spotted another one coming directly for him. The creature was fast, Anister instinctively lifted his right arm up to grab the large cleaver that wasn’t there. He was beginning to miss that weapon. The instinctive move had already cost him too much time, he couldn’t dodge now, so rather than dodge he twisted his body around and into his attacker's momentum, at the same time he used his own large arms to redirect the path of the forward strike towards the ground by gripping the wolf arm between his shoulder and bicep. Anister then used his hips as a leverage point to focus the wolves moment and swing the creature powerfully off it’s feet with a well executed hip toss.

It was a heavy beast and had it not been for it’s thick hair Anister may not have been able to get a strong enough grip, but things seemed to be going in his favor. All he needed to do now was finish the creature before it could get up, then he needed to turn his attention to the much larger beast. He was about to follow up with an immediate hard elbow to the neck region before being interrupted as a large mass of thick fur collided with his side, sending him and the mass rolling across the dirt. Anister struggled through the roll to protect himself from gnashing fangs and swift claws, luckily only suffering a few minor cuts, before finally kicking the mass off. It was another one of those creatures, and to make matters worse the larger ones were almost upon them. ”Now would be a great time for that poison tornado thing!”
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Due to Sachio's attack now being able to penetrate the wolve's fur, it had recovered from Sachio's counter and was already coming at him with another attack. Not only that, but the other beasts were closing in on the two mages. The crowd continued to cheer, mostly because they saw how much trouble Sachio and Anister were in. It seemed like a better time than ever to using his magic, as Anister had asked. "Fine." Sachio ran over to Anister and then swung his spear in a circle above his head once. The same tornado from earlier erupted around them and covered the arena floor. Sachio knew it wasn't going to be enough by itself, but now they would be able to better fight them. The poison that now swirled around the field would do well in softening up the beasts they were fighting. Maybe now his spear would be able to pierce them. To test it out, Sachio pulled his arm back and launched his spear like a javelin. It struck a wolf in the chest, who was busy howling and stumbling around. Fortunately for Sachio, the spear dug into the beast, unlike before. He called his weapon back to his hand and was ready to play exterminator.

While the tornado rampaged, it also slightly obscured the field. The black and purple magic covered the area like a blanket. Sachio wanted to make it worse. He could already hear the howls and growls of the beasts being torn apart by the tornado, and now he was about to add another layer or pain. Sachio took a deep breath in and then exhaled a pitch black mist that covered the area around them as well. This poison would completely ravage their senses weaken them further due to the poison coursing through their body now. The howling intensified, which made Sachio smirk. That's how you know it's working. Anister would be immune to the effects of both spells and was free to finish them as he saw fit. "Hey, notice you don't have your weapon. Fortunately for you, I have a spare. Here, take my Back Up Plan." Sachio tossed Anister his knife he used rarely. It was pitch black in color and featured a serrated blade. "Take care of it!" Sachio said again before calmly walking over to the beast he stabbed earlier. He took Misery's End and plunged it into the howling beast's three times in extremely quick succession. One down, five to go.
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Anister was never sure whether or not Sachio’s poison impressed him or scared him, either way he was simply glad that it was on his side. After Sachio had rushed over to him and begun his spells the field radically changed, first there was the tornado, followed by a felling spear toss that seemed like somewhat different Sachio behavior, but immediately after that he followed up with even more poison. Anister was almost excited to hear the beasts howling in agony as the poison tore through their thick, matted fur and worked through their lungs. Before long they would be like the giant had been in hargeon, vulnerable.

Anister reached out and grabbed the knife out of the air that Sachio had tossed him, it was lightweight and well balanced but clearly made for a smaller hand than his own. He couldn’t very well complain, to slay beasts one needed a weapon, and since his was indisposed at the moment the small dagger would have to do. Anister watched as the wolf that he’d kicked off earlier circled them, or well him. Sachio had moved on, already making sure the wolf he had damaged earlier was down for the count. Anister made the first move this time and charged the beast. It was clearly slower than it had been before, just like in Hargeon. Anister dodged it’s haphazard attempt at a left limb slash and used the opening to plunge the dagger right into it’s armpit. The fur made the initial cut difficult but Anister was determined and once it was in gutting the creature was as simple as dragging the knife down with force. It lashed out as it felt it’s life ending only to fail in it’s dying effort.

Anister didn’t spend any time enjoying his work. The larger bodied monsters were already closing in, one only a few meters away at this point. Anister ran towards it. As he approached it got onto it’s hind legs and let out a tortured roar that had the crowd screaming with excitement. Anister made a mental note to kick everyone's ass.

It was clearly slow and lead footed, Anister juked right as he got within arms reach and sent his body into a roll across the ground. He wanted to attempt to wheel behind it as quickly as possible to force it to leave it’s attacking stance. Rather than drop the large beast just moved its large foot in a sweeping left backstep to counter, so it was somewhat intelligent. He didn’t have the time to search for an opening. He charged like a bull hoping his initial burst would get him past the monsters sharp claws, it did. The beast sunk it’s teeth right into Anisters left shoulder in response to the large man driving his mass into it’s center. Anister drove the knife he held in his right hand into the beasts left arm to keep it from squeezing down on him and held off the beasts right with his own left. It was powerful but Anister managed for a moment while he used his own head to batter against the skull mask. That was unwise.

Realizing he was going nowhere with that tactic he pulled the knife from the left arm and plunged it multiple times into the monster’s chest. In response the beast racked Anisters back with it’s sharp claws before finally falling to it’s own back and dying. The other beasts were now closing in. Anister’s back was scratched, not too deep but still bleeding, and his shoulder was aching from the multiple tooth punctures. Anister pulled the torn and bloodied shirt off and tossed it to the stagnant wind in the arena. He reached down and pulled the knife from the beast he’d just slain before training his eyes on another approaching bear like creature; he’d really liked that shirt.
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From the crowd, Blair continued to watch the fight that played out below. She was quite tempted to join in, but judging from how well Anister was holding his own, she decided against it. Sachio could use the experience. She continued eating, but kept a closer eye on the situation. Blair had recently purchased a few snacks, so letting them go to waste would have been horrible. She was sure Sachio would understand.

Poison continued to swirl around the arena, which weakened the beasts further and further. Anister had done well and got rid of two of their opponents, which only left three more. One wolf remained and it had it's sights set on Sachio. It rushed him much like the other one, but this time one of the bears followed behind it. The poison had began to make them sluggish, so when the wolf swiped downwards at Sachio, he was able to easily avoid it. Sachio then followed up with an overhead twirl of his spear leading into a horizontal slash. The attack cut the wolf across it's chest, shoulder to hip. Red blood sprayed out, but it wasn't enough to stop the beast. It leaped at Sachio to attempt to pin him, and Sachio let it. He was carried backwards with the wolf in a backwards roll. The crowd erupted into another cheer, thinking that Sachio was done for. Their cheering stopped when Sachio used the momentum from the roll to launch the wolf with his feet, which sent it tumbling. Sachio hopped up and embedded his spear in the wolf's brain. Sachio pulled Misery's End out of the brain matter and wiped it off on the dead wolf's fur. The bear as already upon Sachio at this point. Due to poor positioning, Sachio was stuck between the dead wolf and the oncoming bear. He jumped backwards to avoid the large claw that came at him, which made him clear the corpse. Sachio and Anister both had a bear to fight now.

The bear and Sachio both squared off against each other. Sachio started off with a bit of sidestepping, so that the dead wolf was no longer in the way of them. He didn't want to trip and die because of a corpse. "Almost done. Hang in there." Sachio said to Anister. He looked over at the man and in doing so, noticed the torn clothing on his own right shoulder. Small lines of blood were coming from the wound he didn't even know he had. "Damn wolf." Sachio muttered as he swung Misery's End around. He decided to take the offensive this time lunged at the bear. It was answered with a downward swipe that deflected the straight stabbing attack. Sachio was impressed. This bear seemed to be even more intelligent than the already smart creatures. He quickly reversed the redirection by swiping back diagonally to catch the bear on the forearm. He was successful in slashing the bear's arm which caused another roar. He could tell that his opponent was suffering from the poison's effects. He could only imagine how savage these beasts would have been without the debilitating assistance.
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Sachio was handling himself well, that was good because Anister could already feel his muscles burning and wasn’t sure he wanted to fight another beast. He wasn’t given much of an option as another bear like creature moved in and let loose a powerful slash. Anister just barely managed to throw himself to his back and use the momentum to roll and pop back up to his feet. This bear was larger than the last one he’d faced, the skeletal mask it wore had a healed crack diagonally from left to right. This one was older, likely stronger and more intelligent. The big guy kept his distance as the creature attempted to close the gap with cautious forward movement.

Anister considered trying to out power this one like he had the other. No, he’d only barely managed to overpower the smaller one and he still left that encounter with a torn up shoulder and claw tears across his back, this one might actually rip his spine out if he gave it the chance. He moved back again as the crowd erupted with boos. They were clearly upset that he wasn’t being as recklessly entertaining this time around, he would have been more than happy to let one of those people in the stands come down and take their chances with the creature. It took another lunging swipe that Anister just barely avoided by leaping backwards, he turned his head for just a moment to find out where the end of the arena was. The creature took advantage of Anister’s inattention and launched itself into him. With an uncomfortable groan the big guy was thrown off his feet and propelled towards the wall. His back his hard against the cold stone, his chest and ribs were aching from the bear creatures force.

He was trapped now and he knew it, the creature had used the wall and it’s massive size to block him in. If he’d been as fast as Sachio he might have been able to juke under it’s arm and find freedom again, but he wasn’t. Anister’s free left hand went to his seed bag as he ducked the first swipe from the creature, it tore through the concrete behind Anister. It was maintaining just enough distance to keep the big guy trapped, that was good because had it fully committed to the attack Anister would end up being a somewhat grizzled meal. The next attack was on it’s way, Anister placed two seeds into the ground underneath of his body and willed them to grow with a light green magical circle erupting around his planted hand, the attack was coming quickly now.

Anister felt weightless for a moment as the trees began to erupt underneath of his crouched body, carrying him into the air as the creatures attack came. He used the momentum of the growth to propel himself, aiming for the back of the creature that had committed to it’s strike. His plan had worked, while the beast was smarter than the other had been it still wasn’t smarter than him. Anister landed on the beasts large back and held on to it’s thick, matted fur. He plunged the knife Sachio had given him into the creature's back causing it to let out a vicious roar. It reached for the large man who now hung on it’s back but couldn’t bend it’s arms the way it needed to peel him off. Anister braced himself and readied for the ride, the beast was about to rampage and he needed to hold on as long as possible.
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The swirling of the poison tornado had finally stopped, but it's job was already done. The mist was still heavy in the air, so the beasts weren't completely safe from Sachio's magic yet. He glanced over at Anister to see him struggling with his bear opponent just like himself. However, Anister was taking a much more physical approach and seemed to be riding the bear. Sachio laughed to himself. Anister was an amusing fellow. They faced the remaining two beasts, and had dealt with the others quite well. The Boulder watched in awe as they slaughtered the beasts he thought would surely kill them. He never thought people like them would have signed up for his lesson. It wasn't supposed to turn out like this. The beasts were being wasted. There was something off about these monsters, and it was something Sachio and Blair had picked up earlier. The traces of human smell on them was bothering Sachio. He would look into this issue after he was done dealing the current situation at hand.

The bear was quite unhappy with Sachio after being slashed by the ex-assassin. Sachio smirked and figure he would goad it further. "Go ahead and lunge at me again. We can play this game all day." Sachio was testing to see if it understood speech, and judging from the roar that came after, that would have been a yes. "Interesting." Sachio said, dodging the downward slash from the large creature. Sachio took Misery's End and jabbed it at the bear multiple times in quick succession, causing the it to back up after the initial stab pierced slightly into it's chest. At least it was learning. As soon as Sachio's attacks were over, the bear charged right back in with swiping claws and a snapping jaw. Sachio held his spear in front of him, knowing that if the bear tried to tackle and eat the man, then the spear would impale the bear before any of that could happen. Sachio underestimated the beast. The spear was smacked from his grasp with a mighty blow that left his entire arms numb. Misery's End skittered across the stadium out of reach. The crowd cheered again, thinking this was the end of Sachio. As the bear was toppling over Sachio to finish the man, Misery's End burst through the bear's chest. Sachio was holding the spear upright as his back was on the ground. If this had been any other weapon, Sachio would have been in trouble. Thanks to ability to recall his weapon to him instantly, that wasn't the case.

Sachio dusted himself off and frowned at the blood that got on him from the bear he just impaled. He walked over to The Boulder, who was scared shitless at this point. "So, you figured you would kill us?" The Boulder shook his head violently. "No no, this was just a test, and you passed! Good job!" Sachio needed some stuff answered before he could deal with man's stupidity any further. "What did we just fight?" "I..I..Don't know. Just some creatures we found." Sachio didn't believe him. He picked the man up and dragged him to the edge of the poison mist. "Let's try this again. I will toss you into this if you don't answer." The Boulder looked like he was about to cry. "No, please! Fine. They are experiments! These were the survivors from the batch that attempted." Sachio was now curious. "Experiments? On what." The Boulder looked around frantically and didn't speak for a bit. He obviously didn't want to answer. "I won't ask you again." "Fine. Fine. They...were the other people who signed up and lost the fight earlier..." The Boulder whispered. Only thing was, he had a microphone, so the entire crowd heard it too. Boos filled the air as they started to realize how lame The Boulder really was. Sachio sighed and tossed the man into his poison anyway, which instantly resulted in screaming. Looks like there was more to deal with today.
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Anister was holding on to the bear’s fur with his left hand and the knife that was jabbed into its tough hide with his right; he looked a little like an oversized parasite attached to a wild animal. The beast was trying to shake him or swipe at him, in fact the only thing that it hadn’t tried yet was rolling on top of him, something he was eternally grateful for. Blood was pouring from the knife would in the beast’s back as it struggled to throw it’s unwanted passenger. With each jerking movement or swing that was designed to throw the large man off of it’s back the knife slipped a bit more through the creatures tough flesh, too much more and it would have slipped so far that he couldn’t rely on it to keep him attached to the beast anymore; he knew he needed to think quick as he was swung again and the knife slipped even further. The beast let out a great howl and reached as far back as it could to swipe at him. A sharp claw caught Anister’s leg, but luckily for him that was the worst of it as the beast failed to get a grip. Had it been able to Anister would be looking for a stick to put where his leg had been.

The time for holding on and riding out the storm was coming to an end, the monster had wisened up and was charging the wall, each large, jerking step causing the knife to slip just a bit more. Did Sachio always need to have such high quality stuff? The big guy had no time to worry now. He waited for his momentum to move up and then he let go of the knife that had already moved nearly a foot as his body seemed to hover. He still held tight with his left hand but when he came down his body would swing and the beast would be able to get more than one claw into him, he needed to not let that happen.

Anister struck out with his right arm before landing right into the wide, deep cut on the beast’s back. He wasn’t trying to hold on though, no if he wasn’t going to be able to defeat this thing from the outside then he was going to reach in and beat it from the inside. He felt the warm innards of the beast engulf his right arm as he used momentum to plunge it through the layers of skin that hadn’t been completely severed before arching to the left and aiming for the creature’s spine. The big guy could feel himself tearing through thick muscle fibers as he went, perhaps if his life wasn’t on the line he would have found doing something like this far more difficult, but the threat of being torn apart by a giant bear creature was impressive motivation.

He finally found the hard bone mass he’d been looking for, it was sharp in places but nothing like the monsters claws. He gripped down hard and the beast jerked to a stop and howled in agony. If he’d thought that was all it would have taken to get him out of trouble he might have stopped right there, but he knew better, Anister yanked hard on the creature's spine. It was far easier to tear the spine than he had thought it would be, he didn’t tear it all the way out but moving it a good distance to the right was more than enough to cause the creature's legs to give way and it’s body to stop responding. It fell with a thud and Anister was free to step off it’s back comfortably. He pulled the knife out of it’s back, walked to the slow breathing creature as it laid there helpless, and finally in what seemed more an act of mercy at this point, he cut the beast’s thick throat.

After he was sure no more creatures were going to be chasing after him he located Sachio who looked as if he was about to go ahead and toss The Bolder into his poison mist. Anister was really angry with the curly haired ass hat, especially after what he’d just heard ring through the arena, but he didn’t wish a stay in Sachio’s poison on anyone. He made his way over to the dark eyed assassin but before he could say anything Sachio tossed the Champ in, struggled screams ensued. ”That’s not going to kill him, right?”
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