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*He yawned and cracked his back* Maybe I should find a fight

The lone ronin Takara drawn by the power of darkness and the feel of static in the air quietly entered the battle arena to catch the sight of Yawgmoth in bout with another being. Takara tilted his head sliding quietly into the stands to watch the show. He had met Yawgmoth many times before and only once in battle. Physically Takara was no match for the titan. But he was many times faster than the overlord. The thought of engaging him again made Takara smirk. He sat down in one of the seats away from the rest of the crowd spinning his jitte around his fingers as he watched the show.

Yawgmoth smirked and counter-attacked quickly. Throwing both of his arms forward a massive beam of shining purple/blackish energy boomed from his hands at Gatt. It was meant to eat the ball of plasma as well as force Gatt to move or be eroded away from head to toe since the blast was plenty big enough to do such a thing.

The feel of heat at his back caused Yawgmoth to discharge the planeshifting matrix a second time. This came at a high price of using his own energy to fuel the shift. He appeared at Gatt's left sweating now since it took quite a bit to use the matrix a second time in one bout. He hoped to suprise the boy and meshed his hands together to make an axehandle fist. Raising his hands up he brought them down towards Gatt's head.

That signaled the end of the fight for Gattin. A well fought match against someone like Yawgmoth. The lightening bolt did nothing because it was electricity. Gatt took damage and was flown back which would make him disoriented. Yawgmoth moved over to where Gatt laid from the blast and stomped down with all his might on Gatt's head. The move was simple enough when added with the disorienting blow of the lightening to be totally unavoidable. That was it. Having shown on his leg that his armor was easily able to be damaged by Yawgmoth's massive muscles the stomp would surely kill him. Not knowing whether or not the battle arena had an effect like Seisuke's dojo, an effect where those killed inside would simply ressurect outside. If not it didn't concern Yawgmoth. He liked killing.

Yawgmoth shook his hand with a stunned blink. "You are made out of an impressive substance then. We will look forward to our rematch" he said with a grin. Yawgmoth figured that this boy was like himself. A different kind of being who's internal organs were in different places. Because it bugged Yawgmoth that he didnt see brain matter or hear anything squishy. Perhaps that metal had grafted to his internal organs to. Being one for machines and metal that interested Yawgmoth greatly. "Perhaps we will get your name for once. We just engaged you without even knowing your name" he said with a chuckle. "We are Lord Yawgmoth of Phyrexia. Dark King of the RDS"

"We will be seeing you later. Trust us" Yawgmoth turned his attention to lord dark who had called him during the match. He wanted to fight Yawgmoth. "Give us an hour to calm down from this fight. And we'll beat you next."

"Hmm" he said looking around for lord dark but saw he fled the arena. "Guess he left." The dark king turned his eyes on Zero Omega and pointing a finger at him with a vile grin over his face he said loudly. "Some day it will be your head we crush and you won't get up from it. We swear it."