[center][color=green][h2]Kaiser [s]Van Deathclaw[/s][/h2][/color][/center]
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It was over in a near instant, crossing the field and pouncing the opponent whose injuries was too much for it to be able to avoid him. It was with a vicious sanctification that his mouth encased the back of his opponent and then as the taste of iron as he bit down upon it. His Jaws shut close, and soon the opponent ceased to move. No more would it wiggle, no more would it struggle... it had fallen. Kaiser let go of the Zigzagoon and only looked to the body on the ground as he realized it was his first taste of true victory. He reveled in the moment, breathed the feeling inside and then as he let out his breath he felt nothing but pride. He had wonm the battle might not be finished yet, but one of his opponents laid by his feet, now only the other two remained. 

His senses calmed, his breathing slowed and as he lifted his head to watch the others battle only a few thoughts crossed his mind. Who was this Rasa?... Who was Meintja?... and why did they accompany him now?... the Zigzagoon might not be dead, but it was no longer a threat in this battle, however Both the Yangoose and the Charmander remained, two possible opponents. He felt tired, this battle had taken a lot out of him already and he didn't quite feel to be in a rush to continue... The Charmander might have arrived at an opportune time to even the odds against the Yangoose, yet now the odds had changed and thus Thore didn't feel any obligations to intervene in their duel. 

He glanced to the Zangoose, his left arm remained idly by his side, yet his right touched his own forehead in a silent salute to his opponent before he swung it out to the right in the air. [color=green]"Tar I Tar. Lar-vitar..."[/color] 'I have vanquished. The enemy'... he said before turning around and walking the other way, away from the battle. Away from Rasa and along the road... he didn't seem to really care about the direction either.