[center][h2][color=00aeef]Martin Price[/color][/h2][/center]

Martin was having a bit too much fun at playing as the villain. The terrified faces, the sense of urgency in their voices. It was almost like he was the dark knight. The one to walk in and destroy this tournament, and what was in his way was a mercenary and her Skitty. He didn't even have the time to see Skitty disappear from his eyes, only to be found hitting Nincada. Did he underestimate it's speed? No matter, it didn't look that painful, but Nincada flinched, unable to move. Add in that now she was commanding a Tail Whip and Martin needed to make sure this fight didn't go from his advantage to a weakness. [color=00aeef]"Nincada, don't let that cat take away your armor. Use Harden and get ready for the next attack. Dodge whatever comes at you next."[/color]

Nincada gave a nod, uncaring of the damage it took, The fight didn't interest him like the others. Martin still had his personal doubts if that attack would be used next as well. Could he keep up with it or stop such a fast attack? Whatever the trick, it won't surprise him a second time. They would strike after avoiding it. He had the tougher hits, and only needed to land a few to end this. No hired hand would stop his march on the castle.