Limits Chapter 231

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After that short conversation, I directed my view towards the platform. The last Lizard in our group, was currently fighting a hard battle. He was losing against a Golem, that had four arms, each holding a different weapon. I asked Roland, that stood next to "Was the competition, always so intense?".

Roland shook his head, and replied "No. I did this four tis already, and this is the first ti, such thing happened. I don't know the reason, but usually, the hardest battles were fought in 10th round. Sotis…", before he could finish, the battle on the platform ca to a conclusion. The Lizard lost, while the announcer scread "Another warrior goes down! There are only three warriors left! Will the challengers be the ultimate winners?".

The crowd cheered even more. The announcer then scread "The next battle, will be between Garond and Jora!". Garond made his way towards the platform, while Roland that stood next to , said "This is bad. I saw Jora's last battle. He was fighting in the 10th round, and won. Garond may lose here". I looked at the platform, and thought 'Sothing is fishy around here. Supposedly, the owner employed us, in order to win and maximize his profits. Yet we receive hard opponents, in the 4th round already. This doesn't make sense. I think the owner is on to so shady business'.

Whether I thought like this or not, the Arena had one rule. You are either a winner, or a loser. If we lose, we fail our task, and if we win, we receive the rewards. 'When soone can't win, it's their fault. They were weaker, and so shouldn't participate in such task' I thought. It was a hard reality, and it left a bad taste in my mouth, knowing that soone is rigging the ga.

Jora was a Lizard, but not any Lizard. It had a hint of golden colour on its black skin. 'Although this Lizard is not pure royalty, one of his parents must've been. That is why, he has a hint of golden colour on his body. No wonder he is strong, as long as he received so benefits from the royals, he should be strong' I thought. Jora's weapon of choice, was a single dagger. I also noticed sothing on his left hand, it looked like a bracelet of so sort.

'This thing might be a weapon, or so kind of item with a Formations. Let's see how this goes' I though, and watched the battle. Garond rushed at his opponent, but what happened next, surprised even . 'This Jora guy is much faster than . He is also quite strong' I though. Garond received the beating of his life, then Jora threw him off the platform. He had no chances against such an opponent. Even I would have a hard ti, fighting that guy, provided I used all my skills and my ice power.

Garond barely picked himself up from the ground, and walked towards us. Roland rushed over, and supported him. They both returned to our area, where Roland placed Garond on one the chairs. I ca over, and took a look at Garond. After a while, I said "His ribs are broken, as well as his arm". Roland nodded, and give him so dicine. Although this Garond guy was my teammate, I would not give him stuff for free. His injuries were his problem. I only examined him, as it didn't cost anything.

The crowd finally managed to calm down a bit, the announcer shouted "This was a quick battle! Let's see if the next one will be even more thrilling!". The crowd scread again, while the announcer spoke so other rubbish, I didn't listen to. When he was done with his usual gibberish, he shouted "The next fight, will be between Roland and Hagar!".

Roland didn't seem happy, about his opponent. I asked "Can you win?", but Roland shook his head, and said "I don't know. This guy usually appeared in the 9th or 10th round. He is quite strong, I never fought with him, but I saw his battles before". He then headed towards the platform. Hagar was of the sa race, as that pig owner and his assistant. Although Hagar was more robust, and taller, than the other two. On his back, a large axe was attached.

The battle started, and both Roland and Hagar ran at each other, with everything they had. Hagar was much stronger compared to Roland, but Roland was faster. They exchanged a few blows, and Hagar seed to be winning, but then Roland utilised his Aura. His Aura felt like a calm sword, that was about to take soone's life. Roland then released a skill. It looked similar to the one, that woman used to severed my arm. Hagar didn't linger either, and released his own skill. The axe in his hand glowed red, and shot out a beam of fire towards Roland.

Both skills clashed in the middle, and Roland's skill seed to weaken in power, after the initial clash. It was about to break, when Roland moved to the side, and used the sa skill again. His first attack broke, and the beam of fire landed in the place, that Roland used to stand on. Hagar's skill missed, and even worse for him, he was blasted by Roland's skill.

He tried blocking it, but was pushed back to the edge of the platform. Roland shouted loudly "HAAAAH!", and used the skill again. Hagar intended to counter it, but because his skill was used in a hurry, it was less powerful. Hagar's skill dispersed, and he was pushed outside of the platform. The announcer exclaid loudly "Our warrior Roland, wins!". Roland seed very tired. 'The skill must've used most of his energy' I thought.

He ca back to our sitting area, and sat heavily onto one of the chairs. After a while, he said "If this is the 4th round, I don't think, I will be able to last 6 more". I knew what he ant, if the battles got even harder, he would lose for sure. The question was, how much would he lose. Would it be so minor injuries, or much more than that?

The announcer shouted "We are going for a short break now. After the break, the Dark Traveller will face Flint!". I thought 'Good, it's the guy who won against that Atol. He should not be such an issue' I thought. I decided to go to a private room, and eat so at. I said to Roland "I will be back soon". He nodded, and tended to his own tiredness. I went to the private room, and took off my mask.

'I wonder, if I'm be able to win all 10 battles as well? My next opponent is not that difficult, so this should give so breathing ti. I also need to play for ti. I need Roland, to share the difficult opponents. When I'm alone, I will have to face all of them' I thought, and ate so at. With my al done, I went back to the area, and awaited my fight. Roland seed much better, compared to when he just left the platform.

Soon, the announcer shouted "Welco back, after this short break! Dark Traveller and Flint, will now battle for the honor! Let the battle comnce!". I stood up, and walked onto the platform. I already saw how Flint fought, so defeating him was not an issue. I still planed to take it slow. I needed to gain so ti, for Roland to recover. When enough ti passed, I thought 'Alright, I will end it now', and kicked Flint off the platform. I left the platform myself, and sat next to Roland.

Roland said "You did this on purpose, to give more ti. I appreciate that". I replied "How are you? Can you continue?". He said "I have about 80% of my strength. It will depend on my opponent, but if it's as easy as yours, I should win". I nodded my head, and awaited the announcent of the next battle.

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