The Games of Saberhaven
Drowkla vs. Razor
The first competitor to enter the Arena today is Drowkla. The tall dark elf mistress of Lloth steps out surrounded by unholy energy, seeming to feed her power. Her wands is unstrapped and her eyes glow with fire. She stands, confidantly awaiting the arrival of her opponent.
Razor floats out of the shadows into the light of the Arena. The half elf smiles through oddly protruding fangs and onyx eyes absorb all light around him. His ashen skin gleams with sweat off his well musceled body as he glares at his opponent, daring her to make the first move.
Drowkla begins speeding off towards Razor with extreme speed. When she has closed the gap between them, she lets a shot rip from her wand. It slams into Razor, who just smiles as it is absorbed into a pendant on his chest. He twists his hand in a grasping motion and Drowkla gasps once, then quickly recovers.
Razor glances up at Drowkla menacingly and his eyes film over in crimson as his lust for the kill takes over. He then focuses upon his inner metabolism, he greedily attempts to overwork the power and his energy dies back down to normal levels. Drowkla finishes her low chanting and the area around her is plunged into darkness. The crowd seems slightly upset at this, but stays calm as Razor can still be seen.
Drowkla dismisses the cover of darkness she erected around herself and motions seductivly to Razor, batting her eyes while muttering in undertones. Razor merely keeps his straight face, unmoving. Suddenly, Razor clenches his fist tightly and pulls it towards him. A manic grin spreads across his face as Drowkla spasms and contontorts as her blood flow is haulted, then slumps, lifeless to the ground. Razor's ectasy reaches a creshendo then slowly dies down. He takes one more satisfying look at the lifeless body on the ground the turns and departs from the Arena.
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