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+++Corant Ja'Kalie strode slowly, quietly towards the arena. His non-chalant manner betrayed little about him other than that he could keep his cool. The man carried a large bag that looked like a mixture of solid plastic and silk, yet could be manipulated by the human hand with ease. His clothing wasn't quite skin-tight, and looked rather thick, yet it vented heat quite nicely.

+++The bag and it's contents weighed an excess of four hundred pounds, yet Corant carried the bag like it was a mere feather. His muscles looked hardly strained at all, granted, he did have a lot of muscle. One couldn't easily tell, if it was noticable at all, that every last piece of tissue was hardly like the human's commonly know. His was the sixth generation of "cybrids," designed by the Solarian Federation as supersoldiers, both genetically and artificially altered for better performance. Several years before he had surpassed even his parents in physique, but that was highly expected.

+++The man, his eyes covered by some sort of sunglasses, looked about his new surroundings. His originating Federation hadn't used structures like this one for millenia, even the newer ones. The last time he had seen something like this in person was a holo-museum, and even that was technically fake, even though you could "touch" and "feel' the walls of the structure and walk throughout them. Still, it was a new experience to him. He almost feared something like this would fall over. Maybe using fast-time wasn't such a good idea in this area. After all, going over Mach 7 couldn't be good for the arena...

((Speaking like that, you would normally be speaking to nothingness. That is, if nobody came to overhear you.))

A simple elf limped very slowly into the coliseum. A stick repeatedly tapping the ground to hopefully tell this haunched over man where he is going. His right hand rested on his as he slowly took a few steps at a time. The way he walked was similar to that of a hump backed old man.

This man wore no clothing except for sweat pants and a couple of bracers adorned with many shurikens. In an old man-like voice, "May I assume you mean me, sonny? Okay, then. But, please forgive me. I won't have any use for blades. Just my feeble old bones will have to do. Please come at me."

He threw aside his staff and remained in place. Back still haunched over with his hand on his hip.

His opponent's super ******** duper fighting stance would look more menacing if the elf could see. And since he can't, there is little for him to be afraid of besides words for the time being.

"If all Mr. whippersnapper wants to do is talk. Talk. Talk. Then, I might as well start to leave now. So, unless the brat comes at me, I am outta here. I don't even need my stick to find my way outta here let alone try to fight."

Thus, the old man 'struggled' to turn around. However, he stood in place and pointed an ear at the other man. Waiting for an answer.

He stands, his black pants billowing slightly while his boots clank slightly upon the ground. A slight sigh purses through his lips while his arms become in a fold against his chest, he shakes his head then looks forward wondering who will challenge him at this current time.

"Perhaps."

"Quit the talking. Attack me."

His eyes avert to their obsidian coloration, to the reason that he doesn't want to talk into a battle and have for it to occur, giving a glare with an intense grin upon his face. His stance stays the same.

"No me aburra," Ryu states in return before the aura began aflare. The blade drawing has for Ryu to notice slight movements, but did his body flench? No, it did not. All he has done was nothing at all, but his breathing did give a slight change relaxing his entire body and muscles to give him enough time to react. Judging from the previous distance, the young man was just about ten feet from Ryu.

Ryu merely turns to the side having his back towards the right of his opponent, meaning he's looking off to the left now straight ahead. The blade will suddenly zoom by Ryu's body, the blade has been going in a stabbing motion not in a horizontal for Ryu to have to avoid in a different fashion. Thus, the blade flips by Ryu then hits upon the ground after a couple of seconds.

Ryu's head shifts slightly towards the right noticing the wings of the man. The so-called 'smoke screen' was suddenly split in half from the gust of wind that flew towards the opponent showing his presence. But how did the wind occur? Very simple, this is the earth after all, unexpected occurances can happen at a moment's notice or maybe Ryu has something under his sleeve.

"I will not fight you using innate abilities, Young One. If you're true to your strength, deception will not be needed."

Let's see what he'll really do. The energies subsided, yet Ryu only stated he wouldn't use powers nor abilities, never did he say he wouldn't use any weapons. But Ryu didn't go the way that some people would go for by pulling out an unsuspecting weapon then striking at the opponent who has shown to be defenseless, so Ryu stands in place.

Ryu's right shoulder lightly rotates as his right arm unclenches from the left extending his entire arm at his side while the opponent speaks. A hilt was shown, but yet, Ryu's hand never touch the blade at all. It seems that Ryu really doesn't need any form of offense for this current individual, for his skills seem unprecise and rather unthoughtful.

Ryu could be in for a surprise though, out of curiousity, he moves pivoting upon his right foot walking over towards the man that suddenly somersaults. In the duration of the somersault meant for the man to be on the ground or in a roll? Or possibly in the air, but apparently with the next current manuver stated the earlier, thus Ryu's left leg strikes forward in a straight kicking fashion directly towards the knee portion of the right leg of his opponent while his right arm suddenly strikes downward to send the other kick that's going towards his chest directly in a diagonal fashion down to give his opponent a splitting kick motion. Ryu's left hand then goes forward slightly to wrap around the right leg, if connecting with this grab, it'll have for Ryu to control the opponent's movement with ease.

A reminder is that the first kick and the grab happened at the same time, while the deflecting with the right happened slightly afterwards, possibly a millisecond.