Scier scratched his cheek slightly as he walked into the other side of the ring, seeing Wes already standing there he smiled slightly. "Hi there... I guess its you and me than... I'm Scier... glad to meet you Wes" he said with a friendly smile as he stood in the ring, after all it was best to starrt off on friendly terms, eve nif this could possibly be the last time he ever saw Wes... in the end, only one of them might actually come out of this alive. He smiled and then shut his eyes for a moment to calm his thoughts, thinking back about past experiences and events from before, all that had lead him to this very moment in time... where he once more... stood in front of a battle of possible life.... or death.

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There he stood, in the middle of a meadow, only twenty meter ahead stood a large tiger and slightly behind him stood his father with his bow ready. He turned his head for a mere second, yet instantly brought it back to the tiger. His father patted his shoulder gently before speaking, "Okay Scier... remember what I taught you... In the game of hunters... its either do... or die, you shoot to kill, and if you miss... you die... don't miss. Read into its movement, be one step ahead at all times... you don't need to bet everything on a single arrow... but if you cannot fire another fast enough... you won't get another chance... " His father said an Scier heeded his words before he sprung forth... 
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Breathing in and out, Scier looked at Wes across the battle ground, 'A new predator have appeared.... let the game of hunters... begin' he thought