The rules of the tournant were pretty straight forward: Each team having a total of four players, belonging to different awakened classes and ranks. The match takes place on an elevated platform above the huge pit of sand in the arena.
Players use controlled, non-lethal abilities to hit opponents with projectiles aiming to knock them off the platform or even engage in one on one malee combat in aim to knock the opposition’s player off the platform to the sand below.
Players are eliminated if they fall off the the platform and into the sand. A team wins a round by knocking all opponents out or by holding the advantage when ti runs out.
If the score is tied after regulation, a one on one sudden death duel decides the winner. Lethal attacks are strictly forbidden and foul play such as outside interference are being penalized.
"Please tell that is not a real sword you have on you there... Zed." I said to the new arrival as the platform we stood on started to rise slowly.
Zed flashed a sly grin first before speaking, "Your friend is a Hunter class, and an archer... doesn’t he use arrows?"
"They’re dull tipped and non-lethal," I responded almost imdiately.
"Then I am using a dull blade and its non-lethal as well, I’m a second year... I know the rules of the ga really well..."
I nodded shortly then stiffened my stance to get ready for the match. I have never been in a battle with a human in a controlled environnt with rules governing it. If I could hold my own against Balthazar, I sure as hell could carry my team to victory.
The platform reached its peak and both teams were ready to clash. In this ga, both teams sacrificed a fighting individual for a Healer who is there to rejuvenate and buff their stamina. So it would be logical to conclude that if the opposition team wanted to increase their odds of winning, they would go after the Healer to take them out first.
Valeria, she has to be protected at all cost. Although she was strong enough to hold her own in combat, a Healer is no where near the combat abilities and skills of a Hunter class per say.
Still, I had the power to knock every single player off the stage in one single sweep, but that would make my teammates feel small and if I let my Arcane pets fight all my battles, my skill and swordsmanship will eventually grow rusty.
A large horn blared into the air, signalling the beginning of the match and all eight players faced off against each other in a stare down.
"Like I said earlier, so called ’prince of Cindralock’ you and your team are going down...we don’t want to waste any Arcane energy on you small fry" Shawn Ferrell, said with a an expression. She proceeded to snatch the golden head piece she had stuck in her hair as a piece of ornant and she smashed it with her bare hands.
A show of intimidation.
I cringed, not at her actions, but at the loss of such a beautiful piece of ornant that would have been worth a lot of Urns... I could really use that money.
"Don’t get too cocky, Shawn." I said with a slight smile. "My team and I intend to walk of this platform with the victory and we are not giving you guys any chance to even knock anyone of us over..."
Shawn was thrown aback by my words.
"That being said... although I am not going to use the full extent of my talent here today, I wouldn’t dare take you guys for granted..."
I raised my hands to my chest and perford a swift hand sign specific to one of my Arcane pets.
"Let us begin... shall we."
"Naga..."
Ding!
~You have summoned your Arcane Pet >Naga
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