[center][h1][color=fff79a]Armostos[/color][/h1]
[h3]Hyrule Castle City[/h3]
(En-route to the tournament)
[hr][@Sho Minazuki]
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Entering stage A, with a sword that was polished to rival a mirror, and his helmet still leaning on his head rather than cover it, was Armostos. His opponent seemed to not be on stage yet, so he took a moment to wave to the crowd. As his opponent appeared onstage, with a puff of smoke, Armostos grinned, tipped his helmet at the statue of Hylia and pulled his helmet over his face again. [color=fff79a]"You're looking absolutely divine. Please watch over me today, too, lady goddess."[/color]

As soon as the starting signal was given, Armostos started approaching his opponent at a pace you'd expect from a man so heavily armored. Meanwhile, his opponent just stood there, hands clasped together forming some odd symbol. Armostos reached his opponent before too long and struck with his Zweihander from the left. The zweihander seemed to cut straight through the opponent, until the opponent simply disappeared, slightly baffled, Armostos turned as he heard the clinking of darts against his armored back. [color=fff79a]"Tch. You're one a'dem crafty types, aren't you? One of those, whaddya-ma-callems? Sheikah ninjas?"[/color]

The ninja remained silent, however, not making a sound as he started running circles around Armostos, making different hand-symbols as he ran. [color=fff79a]"Not very polite to just ignore a man. I'll just need to teach you a lesson, then."[/color] With a smirk hidden behind his helmet, Armostos swung the blunt side of the Zweihander towards the ninja, the latter of which having no choice but to duck under it as the Zweihander was too long to be sidestepped. Armostos thought to immediately follow up with a finishing blow, but his overhead attack failed as the ninja once more disappeared and threw more darts at Armostos. 

The darts once more clattered against Armostos' back and the ninja began to distance himself. Armostos was growing tired of this game and he once more slowly charged the ninja. He swung for another overhead attack, let go of the zweihander near the end of the swing and turned. The ninja tried to jump backwards after throwing his darts, realizing this was a fakeout, but was too late. Armostos managed to grab the ninja by the collar, lifted him up, smacked him into the ground and then body slammed the ninja without letting go. As a result of this, a large puff of dust rose from the ground, briefly obscuring the pair.

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As the dust settled around the stage, Armostos was already waving at the crowd, the broken ninja behind him in the dirt. The ninja seemed in pain, but was at the very least alive. Waiting for the announcer to declare his victory, Armostos nodded, said his thanks to the goddess Hylia and exited the stage. Once outside Armostos swiftly moved over to a bench, sat down, removed his helmet and started taking inventory of his equipment. As he thought, his sword was no longer gleaming like it should. Grabbing a set of brushes from a little bag, he started polishing his Zweihander feverishly. All in all he was an odd sight to behold, a heavily armored Goron polishing a giant blade with incredible fervor and a back littered with darts.