The Scythe struggled and squirmed, but within a minute, he was outside the arena, landing on his ass in front of the eastern crowd.

	"J...Jenso's done it! He rung out the Scythe!!" The crowd began to cheer vividly as Jenso's prowess. The Scythe got up, walked back into the Arena, and passed Jenso to pick up his weapon. "What a short match folks! It looks like this years contestants are a cut above last years!" The crowd fell silent pretty quickly, as the fight really wasn't that interesting, but there were quite a few people who hated the Scythe for killing a few fighters in the last tournament. "Please leave the stage Jenso, thank you for the fight!"