The Games of Saberhaven
Trey'vith vs. Chek'tu
Those that ARE here today, however, are anticipating a bloody and entertaining battle between two unusual competitors. No one can remember the last time two Thri-kreen got in the Arena together, but the imagination works wonders... All those limbs, all those weapons, and Chek'tu is known for his hellacious speed and quickness. Everyone is expecting blades to fly fast and furious this day...
The names are called, and a cheer goes up. The doors slide open and the competitors skitter in. The newcomer, Trey'vith, comes in and immediately begins to fly into the air. As soon as he does so, however, a bizzare gust of wind knocks him down and he tumbles to the ground.
Chek'tu is quick to take advantage, and wings a flurry of four chatchka's towards Trey'vith. All four arc across the Arena, and pound into the disoriented Thri-kreen... or rather, THROUGH him, at which point he disappears and reappears a few feet to the side.
Chek'tu chitters as he races forward at top speed, plucking new chatchka's from his belt pouches...
Trey'vith rises, his mandibles churning with anger. He focuses, despite Chek'tu coming in fast, and a flurry of nearly a dozen glowing chatchka's flying at him.
Just as the chatchka's arrive, Trey'vith begins dodging wildly, jerking back and forth nearly quicker than the eye can see. The chatchka's seem to hit some kind of invisible barrier, penetrating but with less force than they had. Trey'vith manages to dodge nearly the entire barrage, but two of Chek'tu's chatchka's catch him and shatter his chitinous armour, piercing the newcomer deeply. Green blood begins to ooze...
Chek'tu continues to bear down on Trey'vith, still about 300 feet away. Shakily, Trey'vith rises into the air, then gains speed and begins to soar. The chatchkas that missed Trey'vith circle gracefully, and soar back towards Chek'tu, who catches them easily with his pincers.
As Trey'vith rises even further and gains his full speed, Chek'tu continues to wing glowing chatchkas. However, suddenly he seems to stumble, and his catchkas spill all over the floor. Chek'tu seems to have gotten tangled up in one of his straps.
Trey'vith takes the opportunity to launch his own flurry of chatchkas, winging eight of the glittering crystal wedges down towards Chek'tu. Chek'tu sees them coming, chitters derisively, and dodges them all. The chatchkas slam into the ground--some of them shatter, none of them return.
Chek'tu responds by reaching into his satchel and throwing another round of glowing chatchkas. Trey'vith sees them spinning towards him, and attempts to dodge. His lack of solid footing hinders him somewhat, however, and the first 3 chatchkas slam into him, spraying great gouts of green blood, pieces of chitin, and most of one arm.
Trey'vith begins to fall, arcing to the ground. Chek'tu shows no mercy, and continues to slam chatchka after chatchka into Trey'vith's body. Some slam into the newcomer, other just fly right through his body with a spray of ichor and gore.
Trey'vith hits the ground with a mighty SPLAT. Pieces go flying every which way. The crowd goes wild, roaring their approval.
The healing clerics rush onto the field, flanked by guardsmen. Chek'tu calmly picks up his spilled chatchkas, and slowly walks towards his door.
One of the healing priests looks at Trey'vith's remains, makes a face, and shrugs. There isn't much they can do for him.
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