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Suddenly the roar of the crowd grew as the announcer called out the Reaver's name.



The Reaver stepped into the arena, a small smile on his face. He didn't seem wounded, despite Nurse Mortem's comment. Though he was probably hiding it. It definitely seemed like he was a crowd favorite from the way the crowd cheered for him. He ignored the cheers as he stood in the middle of the arena, waiting for his opponent. He was holding a Weapon in his left had casually. They clearly had worked together before.




"Ah, I see you paired these two together then. Interesting. You must have an exciting opponent waiting for him." The Arena Master gave a smile but said nothing. The announcer waited for the cheering to die down slightly before continuing. When the announcer spoke the name of the second opponent, there were alternately cheers and gasps from the crowd. The Reaver's face turned to a frown. This wasn't an opponent he wanted to face. The gate on the other end of the arena slowly began to lower as some of the crowd stood up to try and catch a glimpse of the creature. There was a deep, guttural roar from within the blackness behind the lowered gate. The Reaver raised his Weapon and pointed it towards the blackness, waiting for whatever was on the other side to make its appearance.

[[I've been waiting for SoD since he said he wanted to join but he hasn't responded to my PMs yet. =/ ]]

[[sorry I haven't been posting I just got back from a 3 1/2 day dance camp with 12 hour long days. I should be able to start regularly posting again.]]

For a moment the crowd was silent as they waited for the battle to begin. Yet nothing emerged from the blackness on the other side of the lowered gate. There were mumbles of confusion in the crowd. Then The Reaver lifted his Weapon towards the gate and charged it up. There was a brief flash of yellow as a burst of soul resonance shrieked from the barrel of the gun and into the blackness. Then there was a thud as it hit something. For another moment, nothing happen. Then a nightmarish creature tore out of the blackness, roaring in fury as it charged straight for the Reaver.



The beast was about 20 feet tall and all muscle, lunging across the arena floor before anyone could react and swinging one massive iron fist towards the Reaver. The blow landed dead-on and the Reaver was sent flying into the air. For a moment it looked like he would be knocked straight over the arena wall and into the stands, yet no body moved. Suddenly there was an electric crackle as the Reaver was slammed to a stop in what seemed like mid-air. There was a brief flash of some kind of dome barrier around the arena floor before it faded and the Reaver fell straight down to the arena floor again with a thud. The massive beast roared its defiance to the sky, shaking the entire arena with its voice. The crowd cheered in response, almost as loudly.

"Oh dear," said Scarlet with mock concern as she saw the Reaver fall from the barrier shield. Nurse Mortem let out a gasp, her concern much more real as she covered her mouth with both hands. "Ah, a gigantos," the Ringmaster said as he watched the beast roar. "An excellent choice," Nylus Maxwell added as he watched. The Arena Master gave a small smile. "I had a feeling you'd like it," he told them, easing back into his chair. "It cost quite a few lives to capture this one. Though I do have young miss Scarlet to thank for finally bringing it in." Scarlet gave a grin. "It's all in the technique," she said, making her fingers into the shape of a gun and miming pulling the trigger as she pointed it at the Gigantos. "Bang." The Arena Master gave a light laugh at Scarlet's response. "Well, for the Reaver's sake I do hope he figures out that "technique" before it's too late." Scarlet kept her grin. "Oh don't worry, he's a clever boy. It took me forever to catch him and bring him in, and that was when he was like, what? Four? I'm sure he's thinking up a plan while he's lying face-down in the dust there."

Meanwhile, Miles looked at Dara in surprise while they were still waiting for the monster to come out. "Wait, what? Why? What business does the DWMA have with him?" He asked. He looked back down at the Reaver. "Look, just let us take care of it. We already have a plan. Stay out of the way, you'll just complicate things. Who is he to you anyway? How do you know him?" Miles looked back at Dara suspiciously. Just then the Gigantos tore out of the darkness, slamming the Reaver into the air, causing him to hit the barrier and fall to the ground again. "Crap!" Yelled Miles, his voice almost drowned out by the crowd despite the fact that he was standing right next to them. "Why would they put him up against something like that!? Why now?!" He grit his teeth as he watched the fight, clearly upset by the prospect that the Reaver and his Weapon had to face this monster.

"What the heck is that supposed to mean?" Asked Miles, looking back at Dara with a glare. "And look, I'm not about to tell you who's in this with me. For all I know you're here to rat us out." He looked towards the arena again as the Reaver slowly struggled to get to his feet. "I've come too far to see this fail now." Finally the Reaver stood up, looking back at the beast before him. His grin was gone but the look in his eyes was one of determination. He spat out a mouthful of blood before aiming his Weapon back up at the beast and firing off several rapid shots. Each one hit home, but none of them seemed to do any damage. The beast turned its attention back towards the Reaver. Each breath it took was like a truck starting up. Again it swung its large metal arm at the boy, but this time he managed to jump out of the way, the large arm swinging past him and kicking up a whirlwind of dust from the arena floor. The Reaver took the opportunity to run sideways around the creature, attempting to attack it from behind. "Not gonna woooork," said Scarlet with a smile as she watched. The creature turned, but only its upper half. The upper torso of the beast spun all the way around until it was facing backwards. The Reaver slowed and tried to abort his attack but it was too late. The gigantos swung again, slamming the Reaver backwards and down into the ground, leaving a small crater where he landed. Nylus Maxwell let out a snort of disgust. "Pathetic," he said. Once again the Reaver got to his feet. He looked down at his Weapon as they seemed to be having some kind of conversation. A boy appeared in the reflection of the Weapon as they spoke.



Miles frowned as he saw the reflection of the boy in the Reaver's Weapon. "Jetter..." he growled under his breath. "I knew it was him. He's gonna be trouble." As the Reaver and James Jetter were speaking, Jetter's expression stayed smug and calm, seeming not to be concerned about the situation in the slightest. "And how is Mr. James Jetter doing today?" The Ringmaster asked with a smile as he watched the conversation happen. "Aloof, as always. He gets the job done. That's one thing I like about the boy." Scarlet shook her head. "Boy gives me the willies. I love crazy, but that boy just has something wrong inside." Scarlet gave a mock shiver as she watched. "And assigning him as the Reaver's Weapon wouldn't have anything to do with today's potential escape attempt, would it?" The Ringmaster asked the Arena Master. The Arena Master just smiled knowingly in response.

The beast swung towards the Reaver again, trying to attack him while he wasn't paying attention. Except he was. He launched himself upwards, landing on the arm of the monster as it slammed into the ground where he had been seconds before. He raised the gunblade and fired straight into the creature's face. There was a flash of light and the gigantos pulled its arm out of the ground, shaking its head and roaring in pain as it pulled back. Eric landed a few feet away, an angry expression on his face. He was still trying to figure out the right strategy to kill it. Its head clearly wasn't its weak point. His eyes danced over the creature as they had so often during his battles with others back in the real world. Knowing him, he was analyzing every portion of the monster, fully focused on finding a weakness anywhere. "Tell my Lady Death, what do you think of the arenas so far?" Asked Nylus Maxwell curiously, leaning forward to hear her response.

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[ Soul ₩avelength/Resonance ° 10% ]

[ ₣eeling ° Fine ]

[ Partner ° Ina Zuma ]

[ ₩ith ° Ina, Aislin and Dara. ]

[ Location ° Cathedral ]

❃ Atticus Eternia ❃ Weapon ❃ Soul Wavelength: Stable ❃ Souls Collected: 75(Kishin), 0 (Witch) ❃

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{Out...Of....Character --- Sorry for the inactivity, my internet has been down for the past four days, I hope it is all right that I did this, Sabre.}