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To Dax it might seem as though his squeezes were getting tighter but with the blood flowing fast out of the main vein in his neck his grip strength was fading faster then Yawgmoth's throat would crush. When Yawgmoth felt the grip had slipped enough he thrust his elbow backwards knocking Dax off of him onto the dirt. His tail slid from his neck and "unpluged" the hole which it had caused. Yawgmoth turned around to face his foe and rubbed his neck with one hand speaking hoarsley "Some damn show boy. You really don't know when to quit. We will let you lie here and bleed out to your own accord. Or perhaps" Yawgmoth coughed rubbing his sore throat. "Or perhaps attempt to salvage whats left of you." knowing the battle had been won Yawgmoth departed to think and left Dax in the arena with the hole in his neck to do as he pleased.

**dax opened one eye, his other eye was swollen completly shut. The full pain of the battle now sending waves of pain all through his body. He had no idea how much time had passed... Days, maybe just a few hours... No idea. He couldn't talk... The last thing he remembered was that tail going through his neck. Slowly as he sat up, he could feel that five of his ribs had been broken. He looked down at himself, a bone was jutting out of his right leg, his clothing was torn to shreads, and he was sitting in the center of a rather large pool of blood. He attempted to push himself to a standing position by putting all his weight onto his left arm... It did not go as planned. His left arm snapped under he weight, sending Dax back, face first to the ground. He tried to yell out, but the hole in his neck prevented that. He felt like crying his eyes out, but he knew that would not help him right now.
Slowly he reached his right arm forward and dug his fingers into the ground and pulled himself forward. He knew he had to get help, and instantly one person came to mind, he just wasn't sure if he could make it to her place or not.
After what seemed like hours, he was finally out of the arena, still on his chest, pulling himself forward with one arm**

ivan held his arms loose by his side as he close his eyes. five seconds later his hair started to float up follow by his body ivan then opened up his palms and had the face down and unleashed a massage amount of air at the ground sending dirt into the air . ivan slowly moved his arms up to the point that both ars where sticking out and began to spin make the dust cloud even bigger

ivan slowly got up from the ground.as he did get up ivan felt pain shoot throught out his body. "need to hold back on using that power" ivan headed to the bar

*Ali entered the battle ground in a highly unconventional way, by driveing his bike on it's back wheel inside after haveing opened the doors aswell in a forceful way. The engine roared and the sound of it was amplified inside as it ricocheted off the walls, makeing it sound like a pack of vicious lions had surrounded them all.
Eventualy however, Ali killed the engine and parked it by the entrance doors, Turning on the safety mechanism afterwards before he gazed out at the arenas.*

From his high and mighty seat in the balcony arena Yawgmoth watches. He had come here once more after getting Crow back for some fun while Crow caught up with her pets. Besides he could use more pratice to grow more precise while building up for the shadow. He peered down and saw a few new people and Ali. He sneered a bit. Unless someone out and challenged him he would watch above and watch Ali destroy these peons.