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The crowd began to chant.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" The word echoed through the circular arena. This was the arena: a grassy meadow. Nothing special, nothing extra. The blue sky looked down with satisfaction, as the rest of the crowd did. The sun sent it's rays down to caress the two fighters. The wind slowed, as if trying to catch the action. The arena was ready. Everyone was waiting in anticipation.

Out of the opening in the side of the arena came the mysterious "Lightning Law". He was rather unknown in the Gaian Coliseum, but he had an aura about him that showed true power. His face was hidden behind a mask, his body toned and muscular, his arms exposed. He had two large, gold wings attached to his back. In his hands he had two katanas, one red and one yellow. His mask had a split design one side red the other gold. His clothing had the same design; one side red the other gold. His brown hair flowed from behind the mask, lightly dancing on the wind. His bodily movement suggested grace and finesse, and the wings showed the possibility of untapped power. He would be a worthy adversary.

He looked up at the crowd, and with a wave of his hand made the sound of thunder emenate throughout the entire arena. He would definately be a worthy adversary. The crowd erupted in cheers at the lightning, as Lightning Law awaited the fighter he was pitted against.

"So," The mysterious, masked Lightning Law said in a robotic voice, "It appear we will have an Elemental battle. I hope you are as resistant to Lightning as I am to Fire."

Lightning Law stood as if he had some invisible ball in his hands. He began to chant some murmers as sparks began to shoot from the space between his hands. He was charging up. As he did, a white wisp of cloud seemed to be growing from the ground around his body. It swirled a bit, like water going down the drain.

The wisp of cloud moved quickly to where the shuriken flew towards Lightning Law. The movement was almost invisible. As the shuriken entered the white cloud, a spark rose out of the earth and reflected the shuriken upwards, sending them into the stands. Luckily, the worst wound that a fan suffered was that of being hit in the shoulder. Lightning Law seemed to stay still, still muttering, charging more power.

The crowd cheered more, the names of both contenders being yelled simultaneously. Chers erupted as the man known as Lightning Law's eyes began to glow with a bright white light. The sparks from the emptiness in his hands grew more intense.

The wisp of cloud still swirled around him in a cylindrical motion. They appeared to be in a stalemate.

Lightning Law finally made a move. He clapped his hands together as an eerie silence grew from the sound of the clap.

Then, as he opened his hands a pair of skeletal arms about 20' in length reached out from the cloud mimicing his movements. The arms glowed white. Made from lightning, they crackled as they moved. Lightning Law balled up his fists and threw a punch in the air. The electric dopplegangers copied this movement, making fists. One of the fists flew right towards The Forbidden One.

As it flew through the air, the ground beneath it was scorched. The blackened ground also grew into a long fissure, making it seem as though the fist was unstoppable.

He watched the move bolt had been powering up. He was impressed at his orignality, as he watched the fist fly toward him as its mere sheer force left a scorched trail behind it. His left eye glowed a golden color as he calculated the speed in which it came at, he crimsom fire ball shined an even darker color as he brought his hand back before thrusting it forward as the ball of crimsom flame flew toward the fist of lightning.

As the ball moved toward the man with great force, it left a trail of flames on the ground. As this happened he closed his right eye as his left eye stayed open, and on his opponent. His body glowed a deep crimsom as his second technique was about to start..

His firey arua glowed a deep red color.. As the hand came down toward his aura, it battled with his firey aura, as the blaze of fire flickered with the spark of the electricity. As his aura glowed an even darker red, color, hhis eyes began to glow with red, as the man's lightning slid him back a bit, as he tried to keep his footing..((Sorry i took so long. sweatdrop ))

"Well, I didn't expect you to prove such an inconvenience." He said with a deep, robotic voice.


He smiled, though it could not be seen beneath the mask. Lightning Law continued to push the man with his knifehand strike, only using his massive electric-skeletal arm.

The other hand, now free to attack as well, made a fist and formed into a sphere of white energy. The sphere began to rotate violently, then launched itself quickly at The Forbidden One, who seemed to have his hands full with the other hand.

While this was going on, Lightning Law began to chant a series of words that, if heard by a being that knew the dark arts, could be understood as the spell of "Bind Fire". It would take a while, but he was committed to casting it. It would prove devistating.

Lightning Law looked at the exploding man and didn't even bother closing his eyes. Yeah, it was bright, but after using that same tactic on people countless times he had gotten used to bright flashes of light. He did, however, blink.

In addition to that, the man did cause both hands to be pushed back, but it didn't stop them altogether. The lightning arms that grew from his body glowed with a viscious white light, they looked like the hands of a skeleton; long, thin, and rough. Both came crashing towards the Forbidden One in a manner similar to a clap.

The heat also had no effect on Lightning Law, perhaps this had to do with the red on his clothing... Lightning Law's clothes bore both red and yellow, but his moves seemed to be relying on the yellow abilities.. namely Lightning. Therefore, this would also be a link as to why the man's attacks seemed to have no effect.

Lightning Law's golden wings shimmered in the light, his body showed no bit of fatigue, but rather he seemed to be enjoying this match for it's fun. He wasn't that serious about it. But things were going to get very serious soon. As Lightning Law made a motion similar to a clap, he continued muttering words of an archaic dialect, the likes of which are written in books of old. One of the spells he knew, this one was a variation of the "bind" spell. However, this spell was used for a specific element. And if Lightning Law was correct, it would slow himself down, but would stop the other man in his tracks.