Battle 13: UltraZ vs Sigvald

I took my place in the arena. I didn't speak, and that made me seem cool. My opponent entered the arena and began to lick his lips in a thoroughly creepy way. The bell rang out to start the fight. I simply stood still, confident I would win even without surprising the opponent.

Sigvald snarled and began dashing towards UltraZ. He took a swing directly at his midsecction, the most likely point to hit.

I saw the sword and ducked onto one foot to avoid it. As it passed over me, I struck upwards with my other foot, grabbing at the back of the blade at the same time.

Angered at this turn of events, Sigvald attempted to swing dwnwards. But it was too late. His foe had already gotten a firm hold of the blade.

My simple-minded opponent swung his sword about trying to shake me off, but it was of no use. I leapt up landing balanced on the flat side of his blade. From here I pushed a cross-bomb into Sigvald's face.

Using his other hand Sigvald quickly pulled a small shield in front of his face. It blocked the bomb, but broke shortly afterwards.

As the hand-shield crumbled, I was already waiting with a slight smirk on my face. Activating the blade that rested on my elbow, I dashed forward and plunged it toward his throat.

The blade sunk into Sigvald's throat and he slumped to the floor, lifeless.

I leapt from his falling sword and landed upright at the edge of the arena. The crowd cheered wildly, clearly excited by my awesomeness. Of course, they'd be disappointed that the battle was short, but meh. There was no way I'd struggle in the first round, after all. I walked back to the waiting area, remaining silent and therefore cool.