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The girl was herded into the building, the sound of so many people talking, shouting, and taking bets almost overwhelming.

"Here I am!" She heard a female shout, and a few of the people near her fell silent. "I am ready to fight."

As bodies still moved about she finally got to see the speaker. On one side of the arena stood a pale girl of whom Valarie guessed was from the IS.

Oh, the tournament! She thought. I heard a rumor about this.

"No, not often. The storm had probably loosened the bolts, or maybe the sign was half-assed.." He replied to Mokuteki when he finally came to a stop only a few yards away. His eyes didn't follow me thorougly but he does know I'm here..and what's with those marks on his face; ouch.. He didn't know what this man went through but the scars looked old.

The clouds dispersed, and he could feel the warmth of the sun's rays that cracked through the spaces. It felt nice, but he still preferred the stormy weather.

The crowd that had been around them were quickly running towards one part of WillBe, and he had to question what it was. But it finally dawned on him. Today was the day of the tournament. "..I see that the tournament is coming under way. I don't know about you two, but I'm interested in a few of the fighters that would be attending, so I'll be spectating. How about the both of you? Care to join? Oh, and the name's Dark. Dark Ryosuke." Dark introducted himself, even extending a hand to Mokuteki to be formal. It was rather uncanny for him, but it felt right at the moment. "You are?" He asked, still waiting for the man's hand. He did feel a little insulted, but still he waited. You think he's blind, Rose? He thought, wondering if Rose would hear him.

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The great battle that was taking place in the arena raised a lot of smoke and dust in the air even though the sand had been damp only minutes earlier. From a cloud of smoke, a man emerged carrying a samurai's blade in one hand. From beneath a large straw hat, a smirk could be seen as the man started walking in Charisma's direction. "Draw your weapon. It is a dishonor to strike down an opponent that won't defend themselves," the man says as he takes his katana in both hands and runs the remaining distance towards Charisma ready to cleave her in two horizontally, that is, if it wasn't for Cirus's ability.

Shin just laughed as Clay walked away with his friends he just acted like Damian."You can't make me i go where i want if i want to stay i can" he said.Shin made lightning in his hand as it cracked around he made it grow more making a bigger ball of lightning.Shin held the ball as it would crack and started shocking the ground around him.Shin wanted to see what Clay would doo all this was not for fun he wanted to see if Clay would get anger know that Shin knew he could make him mad he knew how to get to him.Shin stoping caring the humans around already knew what he was he made his wings back out of his back and opened them up.He flew up still holding the lightning ball in his hands the blue light from the ball lighting up the whole area.Shin grined as the lightning changed from blue to red his eyes shined.This was power from his demonwithin the lightning cracked louded now.Shin just grined as he held the ball then he snapped his fingers and made the lightning fade away.Shin just grined as he landed on a roof of a house he would go where he wanted to.

Riddian Shadowmeld
When the lighting crackled, it shocked Riddian out of her daze. Thoroughly embarrassed at what she'd said to Shin, and glad he didn't notice, she ran towards the arena. She was really hoping to watch it and get more ideas for her artwork. As she drew nearer, she could hear it had already begun. Worming her way through the seats, she found a place up front that provided some solitude. Excited, she watched.

After having had spent the night celebrating and enjoying herself with Clay and Angel. She stood in the middle of the street, gazing off at them as they left to return to their homes. She smiled to herself, for the first time in her life, (from what she can remember), she was happy. She had finally made true friends. Jeiza turned in the opposite direction as she proceeded down the street, she had no proper home to return to so she simply turned into a dead end alley. She walked all the way to the end before finally sitting down, leaning her back onto the wall. She slowly closed her eyes, as the memories of that night flashed through her mind. A smile crept upon her face as she drifted into a deep slumber.

As the morning sun rose, streaks of light shimmered on Jeiza's armor. They sun's light did not wake her, but she was indeed woken by the noise of civilians home had already awoken to begin their days. She opened her eyes, as she remained seated on the ground. Out of the alley's opening, she could see the crowds of people buzzing by in a quickened pace.

She placed her hand on the ground, pushed herself up and walked out into the street. The civilians wore contented faces, and their excitement could be heard in their voices as they spoke merrily of the tournament which had commenced earlier that morning. The street was dense with people, making it hard for her to maneuver herself through. She was somehow able to make it to the arena, which wasn't too far away from where she had originally been.

She touched the wall as she made her way through the entrance, her mechanical fingers making a rough scratching sound as they moved. As Jeiza absently made her way into the battle grounds, the loud cheers of the crowd multiplied...somewhat shocking her. She walked into the middle of the arena, with her hands dropped lazily at her sides. Her eye scanned her surroundings, in the attempt of detecting in signs of danger.