"Champions, BEGIN!!!"

"Excuse me highlord, but did you get a ahem...'donation' again?"
"Why do you say that squire?"
"Eregos, sir? He's a ringer if I ever knew one."
"No, I took no donations, but he is a crowd favorite and the stadium is packed..."

Eregos swept in towards the drake with contempt so great one could almost see it physical.
"Miserable insect"
In response the silent stalking drake blasted him with lightning and slowed his advance with the very winds. Frost breath adding once Eregos had finally gotten close.
"Such arrogance will be punished." Eregos shifted and Altarius actually smiled and nodded.

The arcane orbs floating towards him, Altarius commanded forth the winds which blew them right back at Eregos. They exploded harmlessly in front of the dragon and the drake charged in blasting the dragon again with lightning and frost. Eregos staggered, the crowd cheered, Altrius looked like he had figured out a combination that negated the Ley Guardian's most potent attack.

Then Eregos got mad. Altarius attempted to get away from the Dragon, but not even his winds could help, and now the dragon whelps began to attack. Altarius looked about, and comprehension dawned to the drake. It summoned the winds and fled the immediate area, letting Eregos summon another group of planar anomolies. Using the winds he sent the dragon whelps into the anomolies and watched in shock as they completely ignored the explosions.

The drake blasted the whelps and assaulted Eregos, only to fall to an arcane volley from a now very mad Dragon that had almost been beat.

"Good fight, remind me not to put him and Ozruk together until the finale, the crowd would hate that."
"Um sir, they'd be in the semi-finals together."
"THE LIGHT HATES ME!"
"If it is any consolation, I have money on Van Cleef, she's hot."
Fordring nodded lost in thought.

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