23 Black Wolf Arena (1/2)
As we arrived outside the arena we noticed the area was especially busy. Many people were coming from all over town and entering the arena. The energy in the air was palpable.
I stopped a nearby stranger and asked, ”Excuse me, what has everyone so excited?”
I couldn't recall what would cause this. Then again, in the last life, I almost never came to the Arena.
”Don't you know?” He looked me over, ”You must be new here. The Mercenary Captain Bo ”Grizzly” Sauer is fighting today. His fights are the best, he crushes opponents with his massive clubs and immense strength.”
Suddenly a plan formed in my mind. It's risky, but if I play my cards right this could move everything forward by months. I told Valerian where to go to watch the match and place bids since natives had a separate section from the humans in the arena. I despise the way they treat the natives here but, we simply don't have the power to affect change right now.
There were two entrances in the front of the Arena and one in the back. The one in the back was for the natives so Valerian began to make his way around the arena. Of the two at the front, one was for competitors and one was for human spectators. I ran up to the entrance for competitors and was about to enter when a gargantuan hand reached out and stopped me. A behemoth of a man came out from the corner beside the door.
”What are you doing puny boy? Children belong to other side,” he pointed to the spectator door. The man was over two meters tall and was covered in fat, he had to weigh at least 200 kilograms.
”I'm here to compete,” I said confidently.
”HAHAHA,” the man bellowed, his laugh like thunderclaps.
”You are like toothpick, easily snapped in half,” he made a snapping motion with his hands. ”Regardless, I will compete,” I moved forward to step past him.
He went to stop me by striking out with his palm. I whipped my arm towards his, hitting the base of his palm with mine. Shock filled his eyes as he stumbled backward.
”I said, I will compete.”
The gargantuan of a man looked me over again and said, ”Very well, but you think that's enough to be champion you are wrong. Record name on register then go indoors, there is practice area and weapons inside.”
”Thank you.”
After walking through the doors I could hear him mumble, ”Little man will die”
I couldn't help but chuckle, I hope they underestimate me, that'll make it even easier for me to crush them. After passing through the doors, I could see a large open practice arena with racks of weapons lining the wall to my left.
There were about 15 people in the room. Seven were practicing their moves in the outer edges of the practice arena, and 6 were sparring with each other in the middle. These warriors were clearly amateurs. In the corner of the room was a middle-aged man sitting in the lotus position with a katana laid across his lap, he exuded a sharp aura, he was clearly dangerous. Standing in the opposite corner was an elderly man making movements with his arms. His arms moved in a mesmerizing pattern that reminded me of the ripples of a stone thrown into a pond. This man is also dangerous.
I went toward the weapon racks. All the weapons are simple, similar to those you could pick for your care package back on earth. I could pick the kodachi again, although, I had grown attached to daggers after using the Twisted Serpents. I picked up two daggers and focused my eyes on them.