ToC:Nickolas Imura VS Krest

[Lira Dajenn]

The sounds of buzzing words and sparking conversation could be heard in a low rumble in the gladiatorial arena known as The Cauldron. Thousands of people lined balconies, stadium seating, and individual boxes granted to VIP's. The audience lined a large ring in the center of the stadium sheer walls surrounding it and confining anyone who would be trapped inside. Six gates lined the inner walls of the Cauldron, each a heavy durasteel that dropped down from above, each carved with intricate pictures of Gladiators and Beasts alike. The arena itself was nothing but sand, rock, and and small clumps of recently coagulated blood. It was a harsh unforgiving arena, the perfect place for the first round of a tournament.

The gates opened again as the sun began to set over the Cauldron, darkness hit the arena and artificial light illuminated the blood stained sands. Two more men entered the arena, one relatively known and one completely unknown. Nickolas Imura, a man that no one had ever heard of and as of yet was not a legend, a man who had so much potential, a man who could grasp fame through the tournament of the Cauldron. The second, Krest, a name fit for a Gladiatorial. He was part of The Confederacy of Independant systems, a warrior and a fighter of quality and caliber. The crowd began to buzz and cheer with excitement as the tenth match began.

This time it was Ilyena that stood, not Evelyn. She gave no pretty speeches this time, she was eager to see this match, she loved unknowns. “Begin!”
@[member="Nickolas Imura"] @[member="Krest"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

Krest stepped out, twirling his saber in his palm. The pale blue sword burst to life in his hand, and he only grinned at @[member="Nickolas Imura"]. "Wasn't expecting to meet you again, let alone in a ring." He motions over to @[member="Darth Ilyena"]. "Shall we give them a show?" He spread his feet, his sword down low to the ground. His version of the Juyo stance. In truth he new little of the boy, but hey. Best way to make a new friend is to beat the crap out of them while they do the same to you. His grin widened at the thought.

 

[Garza]

Carrying all the weapons that I owned into the ring, I looked around as I took steps forwards. The people around us were cheering as we walked in. My left arm looking as always devilish and alien. I wore a simple tank top and pant's with combat boots. In my right hand was a DD-12 blaster rifle that I had stolen from the Sith during my escape. On my hip was my vibrosword, Used against lightsabers with relative ease, and I even carried my Double bladed lightsaber. Though I could not use it at all. Despite this, I still carried it should I suddenly have a bout with lightsabers.

Looking up to Krest, I knew that this would be an interesting fight. I remembered how he was there when we hunted for the Worms. Even now, I still smiled as he mentioned meeting me once more. "The feeling is mutual Krest." As he drew his saber, I brought my blaster rifle up and ready to use. Nodding my head, "May the odds be ever in your favor." I spoke just a second before Firing a few rounds out of my blaster rifle at him.

@[member="Krest"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

Krest burst to the side, bringing his saber around. The Zabrak knocked away the shots, his form still barreling to the left. But with the ring being round it didn't take long for Krest to get closer to @[member="Nickolas Imura"]. His light blue blade started to glow brighter as Krest focused the force in it's blade, and he swung. A wave of force flew from the saber, cutting through the air for Nickolas, and it was quickly followed by the Knight, him leaping through the air and slashing with his saber.

 

[Garza]

he smacked my blaster bolts away from him. Already I could hear the crowd roaring over the sounds of blaster bolts flying. As thought he had all the power in the world, He sent a wave of energy at me from his saber, I smiled as I made my left hand a fist and brought it up fast. With my connection to the ground, instantly, a wall of rock and stone came from the ground and protected me from most of the blast. he continued to go around me, and as he jumped into the air to attack me, I let my rifle drop. With the sling attachment, it slung down to my side as I drew my vibrosword.

Though his lightsaber's hum drowned out my own weapon, I lashed out at his lightsaber smacking it asside with my own attack. as his feet would land on the ground, my hand shot up again, and came up from under him. followed quickly by a force push. I would not let up on Krest just because I knew him. I would fight back against him. and win.

@[member="Krest"]