"Kid there hasn't been a nightmare creature in these parts since King Marth from what I heard. And Black Mages...Oh black mages are just another part of the grand scheme of things. They're slow...really slow. And they're either shaman who specialize in slow painfully strong magic or duel wield anima and-why am I explaining this too you!? You probably already know this! Whatever just wait a second would you?" Jiro said as he went over to Zaku and patted him on the back. "Go in and kick ass bud." Jiro said to him as they clasped hands and Zaku nodded. "You'd expect anything less from me? I think you're going to become senile faster than any man in history if you did otherwise." Zaku said to Jiro as the two prepared to go out into the small battle circle. "Alright let's do this!" Jiro shouted as he suddenly roared a loud growl and charged out into the circle as the monks stood in attendance on the other side of the area. "Good luck too you good sirs!" shouted one of the monks, a short young boy with blonde hair who wore mage robes and a priest cap. The other two were dressed in the usual white monk robes with a green sash that seemed unique to their temple. "We will win this! We must for the sake of the people I'm sorry for any damage we may cause." called another one. Zaku whom had just caught up to Jiro who had charged as far as he could go without going over the perimeter line that divided the two groups looked at the monks, "You have no idea how badly your going to lose this fight do you?" Zaku called over with a taunt uncharacteristically of him. But Jiro knew it was probably in no small part due to his hatred of magic users. "THE BETS ARE SET! ARE YOU PREPARED CONTESTANTS? ARE YOU READY!?" the announcer called out with cheesy gusto. "YOU FREAKING RIGHT I'M READY!" Jiro shouted shoving his blade into the air and glaring at the monks who were completely unfettered by the taunts. "GO!" The man shouted as Jiro and Zaku both jumped to the left and right respectively and charged forward as the enemy mages casted light tome spells that shattered the ground almost immediately, [i]They're quick on the draw![/i] Jiro thought as he charged forward and completely tanked another enemy spell cast by the small boy. It hurt still as the spell stung at his eyes and burnt his skin slightly. 

The other two monks cast spells at Zaku in an attempt to overwhelm him but much to their surprise Zaku was almost dancing through their spells as he was there one moment and gone the next like a blur of light. "I'm no ordinary myrmidon you simpletons...magic is for weaklings who can't look their enemies in the eye as they kill them." Zaku grumbled as he twirled and jumped past the spells. When it was clear that it wasn't working one of the others turned their attention to Matthew and started to mumble as his hands started to glow with fierce bright light.