46 Underground Arena part 3 (1/2)

Rahz looked at his father who was now telling him to not waste much time and nodded in acknowledgment.

The Third opponent was actually a fire mage specialized on offensive magic but how could a Level 10 compare to his mothers ability to cast spells.Even though the element was different there were still offensive spells.

As soon as the fight started Rahz burst forward with explosive power startling the mage into spending his defensive card, Fade.Before Rahz even got within striking distance the mage faded away and reappeared 5 ft to the right of his previous position but the inexperienced and the information from the previous 2 fights play a key role on taking the mage out of the mental portion of the fight.

Rahz stopped for a second but the moment he saw the mage materializing once more, he performed an evasive roll forward and swung diagonally from right to left and then the Axe came down the middle.

The timing was exquisite, a little early and Rahz would have hit air and a little late and maybe the mage had a chance to do something else.After the 2 swings, Rahz put his Axe over his shoulder and waited for the fourth line of his evolution rune to materialize.The swings were so swift that it took a couple seconds for the mage to crumble like a jigsaw puzzle.

Once again, there was no reaction from the public but this time they were absolutely confused.They were confused because the Kobold Man had won by luck on his first 2 matches and now it was a complete slaughter.

” Helgahvall in the HOUSE!!! you showed them RAHZ”

”WOOT WOOT WOOT”

The excitement this time was contagious specially for the winners that double their money by taking a chance.Unlike the group of Helgahvall that knew Rahz's identity, a wave of chants started to spread across the arena.

KOBOLD... KOBOLD...KOBOLD!!

They just couldn't get enough, was he strong, was he weak, was he lucky, it couldn't be determined and for the fans it was magically refreshing.

”Well done kid!!! would you be fighting again?”

”I am not suppose to fight more than 3 times today but ill be back tomorrow”

The announcer was disappointed but there was nothing he could do to force anybody to continue.The announcer always saw the positive side of things and this set up was actually a lot better for the arena as they could do a bit of advertising and get stronger fighters to stop the winning streak.A sinister light passed across the announcers' eyes and he sneered at the smiling face standing in front of him.

With a round of applause Rahz left the arena and joined his father in the stands.They decided to collect their winnings and leave the arena to have a good night rest.As fate would have it, had they stayed for the final match of the night perhaps they would have recognized the assassin in the match as the Dark Elf whose brother was killed by Rhaen four years before.

In just 4 years he had manage to reach his second evolution and was getting stronger, who knew what the future held for that unfinished business.

The next morning, Rahz's group had a sumptuous breakfast and left to explore the city.This time Rahz didn't carry any of the money and left it to his father.They were now pretty well off with 267 gold coins to their name and not much to spend it on.

The group decided to head to the central plaza to look at what it had to offer in terms of items and to check the place were the slave auction was going to be held.The team made their way through the streets of Willowdale town but something had change when people looked at them.

There were whispers all over town saying ”Look is the Kobold Man, I heard last night he tore a guy to pieces in the arena and ate his face.That is nothing, I heard he cut someone's tongue and lick his balls with it!! Person over there is wrong it wasn't his opponent tongue they were his lips and then he kiss his ass with them!! Savage!! ”.Every story was more ridiculous than the last but there was one thing that every one could agree on and that was making sure to arrive early at the arena to see the new matches.

Only one person seemed to be oblivious to what people were talking about on the streets and that was a middle age man in a priest attire that was actually making a beeline towards the group in quite a hurry.

Crash!!

”I am sorry son... I didn't mean to bump into you ... I beg your pardon”

This time before the priest could leave, his hand was caught by Rahz and a purple tooth encase in copper ribbons dangle from it.

”I believe that is mine”