Axl dug his foot into the leveled dirt of the makeshift fighting arena, moving into a combat stance raising his shield to cover all but his eyes, rushing forward with the wooden sword provided to him by the pit master, the crowd of gambler's around the arena cheering and whooping, waving their money. They had all bet on the hulking Rogaedyn that was deemed champion of the pit, his thirteen consecutive wins had given them confidence in him, swinging at Axl wildly with his two handed club, all Axl had to do was knock him out, and he would win all the gil in the pit. He brought the hilt of the sword into the Rogaedyn's stomach, but to no effect "Damn!" he was able to spit out just before taking a sweep in the side of his leg, sending him across the pit. Recovering in mid air and skidding across the dirt, using his feet as a break, and deftly jumping at the hulking brute, smashing the blade into the side of his head, blood flew from the Rogaedyn's mouth following smashed teeth and saliva. Then Axl made a big mistake, he stopped and waited to see if he had won, the Rogaedyn wiped off his mouth and charged, Axl counter charging as well. As if from a theatre comedy, they both brought their weapons down on eachother's heads, Axl felt as though electricity run through his entire body, he felt a wetness from the top of his head, was it raining? the liquid dripped into his mouth with a sharp metallic taste "D-damn" he struggled to say, before both of the fighters fell backwards, unable to fight. "Keep your money folks, its a draw!" Everyone screamed in outrage, attracting a lot of attention from the surrounding market stalls. Several hands drug Axl from the pit and into the street, where he exhaustedly sat against the wall of one of the stone buildings. "I almost had it...".
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