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Eaoden sit in awe at the events that had happened.He thought to himself,I cannot allow anymore deaths in ths arena...Ori released the side he so much tried to lock away.No more deaths....Eaoden rose and said,"Before my match with Jerun,a short break!".The crowd returned to the outhouses and consessions while the break was in comission.

Eaoden glanced over to the princess."Of course he won,it was posted on the match board."He said politely,hoping not to insult her.From the look of her current state,Eaoden didn't want to upset her more.

Although Gil's wounds were great, he had often suffered worse in outright war. Moaning, his senses told him that there was a woman standing by him, but from what he could see through squinted eyes, it wasn't his sister.

"Ugn... who... are... you...?" he asked, fighting to keep conscious. He had had enough of this falling in and out of consciousness since the battle. Keeping his ears (which was coincidentally his most acute sense at the moment) open, he waited for a response. The most pain he felt was across his chest, and aside from his struggle to not go uncounsious, he was also fighting the urge to scream out in pain.

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Isaura was relieved.

"He won... I hope he is alright to fight in his next match..." she murmered to herself, heading back to her tent. She had already decided to go check on Gil later. Sighing, she collapsed onto the comfort of her travelling bed.

Leah was surprised that he was conscious after an intense battle like that. "I'm Leah, a friend of your sisters. I thought I should stay with you a while. You fought very bravely, but I've never seen anyone with techniques quite like yours. I'm almost positive if you were facing anyone but Feldren they would have been way more effective. In the meantime focus on recovering. I guess I'll wait a little while longer if that okay with you." Leah finally stopped. For some reason the guy made her nervous which was unusual. She became lost in thought unaware that she was staring at Gil.

Meanwhile...back in Kaladaria....

Lord Nightwing barged through the Moradin gates.The soldiers immediately asked what was wrong.Nightwing responded,"Where is Kris Blackwing!!??".Nightwing's rage was building....They told him and Nightwing summoned a small whistle and a massive black dragon appeared.It towered over Nightwing.Nightwing smiled and said,"Hello again Keldur".Keldur's voice was booming."What is your wish Master Nightwing?"Keldur asked.Nightwing replied,"We are going to Olrigon,Blackwing left without my permission!".Keldur nodded.He laid down and Nightwing flew up to his back.He pulled his hood up,he now looked like a black rider.((RING WRAITH)).Keldur beat his massive wings and whirlwinds pushed back the soldiers.Keldur was son heading toward Olrigon at an amazing speed.

"Uh... um... yeah, water would be nice..." Gil said, just barely above a whisper. He had no idea where these weird feelings had come from, but they were scaring him. His throat had suddenly gone dry, and he couldn't keep that blush down.

"Bakabakabaka..." he muttered, frustrated.

Eaoden was eager for his next match against Gil.HE would have to wait for him to heal.Eaoden continued walking to his tent.A terrible pain hit him in his chest.He grasped his chest with his hand.He soon was on his knees on the floor.The pain grew and grew.Eaoden fell to the ground....limp...motionless.Several of his soldiers ran after him.One turned him over and checked for a pulse."NOTHING!"a soldier said.They tore off his armor and attempted C.P.R (NOT MOUTH TO MOUTH).The soldier stopped pushing on Eaoden's chest and shook his head.Medics just arrived and attempted several healing spells.None worked.Eaoden...the great Gerikan leader...had died...of a heart attack...The medics slowly carried him to the private infirmiry.Eaoden's son Kerlun approached the podium...crying.He announced between sobs,"I'm sorry to say...Lord Eaoden Deathmantle....has died of a fatal *sob* heart attack".Kelrun ran away crying.