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Of course, the Humans would alter the deal at the first opportunity to create more destruction, foolish of him to assume otherwise really.

[i]"Typical"[/i]

At the Sand King's announcement, he readied himself and looked directly at his opponent who seemed bemused, took a moment to deliberate... then ran after the guy that tried to jump at him at the start, he already disliked him the moment he appeared and if he went after him disregarding everyone around them then [i]clearly[/i] this guy had some kind of stake on taking him out.

To the man's credit, he managed to rise a shaky defense before he rammed his shield at full speed against him, then the man discovered the hard way that defensive stance or not he really couldn't contend against the might of a Jotun. The result was an opponent down and a crack in the wall of the Arena, sadly (or maybe fortunately) that marked him as a threat to the several contenders around, two in particular had obtained a shield from the generators before everyone else on this side.

Without losing time he launched himself at the new group of enemies and the fight finally began in earnest, a sable hit against his shield and he responded with a strike from his axe, a returning swing to the rib stopped a sword from stabbing as a leg with grieves hit him on the back of his legs, he responded by letting go of his shield, grabbing the human by the leg and then using them as an improvised flail to hit another before throwing them at the bow user that was about to fire in his direction, missing the maze that was about to hit his back, chaos was on all sides of him and although he was winning he was still taking too much damage, a sudden activation of the chained enchantment on his weapons recalled the shield to his hand in time to met with a shield bash from a someone who didn't think things through.

A scream rippled through the air as another human flew in the path of one who was about to stab him in the back with a dagger and he saw how both groaned on the ground against each other before looking in the direction it came from.

There his original opponent was watching him eagerly, a hand on the pommel of his weapon and another signaling at him and then at himself in quick succession before dipping into a battle stance.

He delivered once more, on one hand, the youkai was being outright polite considering the situation surrounding them, on the other he could be bashing [i]Human[/i] heads at his heart's content. With a sigh, he fell back into his own stance, he was raised to respect others and the youkai appeared to be asking without any malice, declining after he had gone out of his way to help would be unnecessarily rude as well.

The Youkai widened his grin and let out a laugh before speaking for the first time since they entered the Arena.

"Takemura"

He gathered strength in his legs and responded.

"Fiske"

And with that, both launched at each other with the intention of causing harm.