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Irritated slightly, Silver appeared to fall through the floor. Rematterializing on the platform below, Silver began to charge up energy into his right fist, preparing to luanch at a moment's notice.

Silver Moonblade saw the flood of custard comming towards him in slight shock. Quickly turning, Silver leaped towards the platform up and behind him. Custard covered his legs as he crashed into the platform. Continuing to charge energy, He was prepared to attack at a moment's notice.

Dark frowned, an ugly grimace crossing his face. He felt a tingling sensation spread upwards from his belly. Earlier, it was just a naggling feeling and not worth any attention but now, as time went on, it grew stronger until Dark could not ignore it any longer.

At the moment, he was at home, enjoying a nice meal, glad to be able to relax but it seemed whoever was up there, had a sadistic pleasure, as Dark groaned, a hand coming to his belly. "Poison?" He muttered, feeling a need to spew, it didn't matter where. Anywhere would do.

He discounted that thought. Dark had few enemies. There was no reason to kill him, at least none he could bring up. Without warning, Dark arched his back, and screamed in pain as his body began to be ripped apart. Small particles of skin, flesh and clothes tore free and vanished. In only a few painful minutes, where Dark had been, there was nothing. Just a blankness. Almost as if someone had erased Dark.

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A shadow appeared in the skies, if you could call it that. Swirly colors merged and danced freely, the only oddness to a native, if there had been one around to gape at this, was that one shadow. Whatever it was, if it landed, well, I guess you could say road kill. No, not even that. From that distance, it would be beyond road kill. Just an ugly splatter with body parts flung in a mess.

However, all that happened, much to the disgust of a hidden observor, was a dull thud. The figure was sprawled upon the ground without even a tiny tiny grunt.

Dark opened his eyes and glanced about him. He remained frozen on the ground, not moving anything, only breathing. His eyes rolled about suspicously, darting here and there to get a good view of his position. Apparantly satisfied, he brought his arms together and pushed off the ground, muscles expanding with that effort.

A scrowl was on his face. Dark wasn't happy. He had nearly finished his bloody meal. Couldn't whoever did this wait til he had finished? If they had simply sent a message, Dark would gladly have accepted if there was sense to it, but this? This was a bloody fool's playground. Dark had never been here before, he knew nothing of a tree. However it captured his gaze. Well, he might as well wait for an opponent. It was clear to him this was supposed to be a fight.

(( EDIT- Cancelled. Not enough time to continue ))

Ryugi Kazamaru landed on the ground, not too far away from where the young woman had appeared after coming from a bright flash of light. he knew not how he got here, but it seemed that this woman was here for a fight, and he could feel it. He got up and stared over at the woman, then, suddenly, the platform changed.

In a massive blurry transformation, the field changed into an exact replica of the Leviathan Stadium Main Arena. It was complete with all the trimmings, seats in the distance, the sandy gravel floor, even a few screaming spactators waiting for a fight. He shrugged and looke back at the woman in front of him...

It seems we have been chosen to be opponents...

He cracked his neck and looked at the young woman, eyeing her weaponry carefully. The three blades might be a problem, but what else could she be hiding within her other equiment...?

The blades spun through the air towards Ryugi, but he was ready... His eyes hadn't left his opponent even durring the transformation of the course, and the glitterly blades were clearly visible in the sunlight. A simple sidestep was all that was needed to avoid the blades, and that was exactly what Ryugi did. Nothing fancy here. The three plades whizzed by his face, missing him completely as he stood there unblinking, his red eyes still locked on his opponent...

No introductions? Thats not very polite...

That said, Ryugi moved into a fighting stance and rocked back and forth giving him the movement that he would need to move quickly when the need arose. He could already tell this was going to be a difficult fight, and a cunning opponent...

To be honest, this sort of thing was beginning to annoy him. Ryugi, who had no ling distance attacks of his own, simply dodge rolled out of the way of the blades aimed at his thigh and rolled back up, then, sprinted towards Sienna at an angle, moving off towards her front. The trajectory, distance, and speed of his run would make it very difficult to hit him with any throwing projectiles. All of this would combine to help him avoid the daggers and also get closer to his opponent...

Ryugi had anticipated his opponent to keep moving, but was a little surprised at her actions. But he saw his open spot. With a quick lifting of his leg, he blocked her kick with his shin/kneeguard which were built into his boots. The blocking motion would most likely knock her off balance due to Ryugi's much higher momentum beign transfered into her still body. Her body was also up on one leg, giving her even less ballance and support.

As the kick was being delt with, Ryugi's right forearm moved to deflect the blade. Yes, his forearm. His forearm was bare as his jacket was rolled up to just above his elbow, and Sienna would clearly see her knife cut into the flesh at the top of his forearm, blood coating the weapon. However, the blade was still deflected and didn't cut all the way through...but why? Either way, Ryugi would have sent the young woman moving backwards with his transfer of force, and would have most likely left her a little puzzled as to why he wasn't armless...