Alara sighed as the crowd chanted a new name, this 'sword of mars' was someone he never truly wanted to meet, he hated the celebrity fights, and had only had two, it was stupid to pit some of your finest warriors who can give way more entertainment if you just let them live. Still he had a name to keep as well, the red eyed demon wasn't going to die in a fight with some lars, he was ready to take him on. He let out a sigh as he set his sheild in front of him and his club shortly behind it and stood waiting for the opponent to move, he was calculation weither or not a hit with the sword could break through the leather on his chest, and if he could find a weak point on cato.

"I am Alara piye the red eyed demon, do not prepare to leave this battle"