6 Majestic Sight

Lucius watched through the corner of his eyes as his opponent raised his hand slightly. Thinking that he was about to concede defeat, he inwardly heaved a sigh of relief. He wanted to finish this match as soon as possible in order to save enough energy for the next one. That was why he went all out from the beginning, including the little trap he set.

Everything had gone according to plan from the beginning and once the boy, what was his name? Mage, surrendered. He could try and see if he could finish the next match just as fast and see how far he could go.

A moment later, he felt something was off. The double tap he expected never came, but instead he felt a hand grab him. A strange energy ran through him and he shivered involuntarily. 'Is it me or did it just get colder?' He thought.

Reflexively, he looked down and was horrified at what he saw. He was buck naked!

Instinctively, he released Mage and brought his hands down in an attempt to cover up his manhood. That mistake cost him, as Mage capitalized on his moment of weakness and delivered a resounding blow to his temple. This time he was rewarded by a clear and pleasant sounding crack. Lucius fell to the ground out cold, his body spread open in glory for all to behold this majestic sight.

"Mage Darkhe wins the match." The intercom rang out. Only when he heard this did Mage finally relax as he dropped to his knees and gasped for breath. He had almost reached his limits just now, but thankfully Lucius cared enough about his image, thus giving him the chance to finish the match in a blow.

A moment later, there was a soft hiss as the door to the cell opened, and two girls dressed as nurses came in and dragged Lucius away while averting their gazes from Lucius' little brother. Although the younger of the two sneaked a few glances, flushing a little each time.

Mage watched silently as they left, he continued watching as the older of the two girls returned a few seconds later and said to him, "Follow me."

"Where are we going?" Mage asked as he followed the girl out the door.

"You have to prepare for your next fight." The girl replied with a harsh tone.

Mage was a little stunned at the girl's tone, but he ultimately shut up and obediently followed the girl. They walked down the rows of combat rooms to the very end where there was a large white room with the words 'CLINIC' printed largely.

The girl led Mage inside, and pointed to a chair in the corner. "Sit" She commanded, again with harsh tone.

Puzzled, he sat down. A moment later he couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Did I do something wrong?"

"No?"The girl replied.

"Then do you not like my face? You have been nothing but rude since we met and I'm sorry but it's starting to get pretty annoying."

The girl stared at Mage for a while before bursting out laughing. She laughed so hard she held her stomach. Just when Mage was starting to feel embarrassed, she calmed down. "Am sorry, it's not you. I was just in a pretty bad mood. It's been a long time someone spoke to me like that though" Her smile turned frosty. Alarm bells rang erratically in Mage's head as his instincts screamed for him to run as fast as he could.

A moment later, the chill was gone and Mage felt cold sweat running down his back. "On account of making me laugh, I'll let you off this time. Back to business, sit down on the chair and I'll get to healing you so you could face your next fight-which will start at any moment-in prime condition. Mind you, healing only heals you wounds. It cannot recover energy at the same time."

There was a flash of green energy in the girl's hand, and a green glob appeared pulsating slowly. Mage felt a cool feeling all over his body as the girl got to work roaming the glob up and down his body. He felt a weird itch on some parts of his body, it was at his ribcages. He could almost feel them mending.

"Done," Let's hope your opponent didn't have to wait long.

The girl led Mage back out, where they saw a few girls carrying some passed out students. He gave them a glance and whistled softly when he saw one had burn marks all over her body.

"Can that be healed?" He asked gesturing to the student with horrifying burn marks.

"Of course," The girl replied.

"Her opponent was merciless; he didn't even spare her face,"

The girl scoffed, "Look who's talking. You fight… dirty."

Mage gave a shrug, "All is fair in love and war."

"True," The girl nodded. "We're here."

They stood before the door to a combat cell which buzzed open, revealing the scene behind it.

"Shit!" Mage let out involuntarily.

Behind the door was a guy in flames, literally in flames. He was standing there, calmly looking at Mage.

"Have fun," The girl chuckled evilly and pushed Mage into the room before slamming the door shut.

She walked to a small room beside the combat and pulled it open. She walked to the large window at one side and supervised the match to prevent fatal injuries.

"Introduce yourselves. Begin!" She spoke into the microphone at her side. She watched as Mage ran around for a while before he was backed into a corner. The screams that followed sounded like music to the girl's ears.

"Serves you right for talking to me like that, humph" She gave a cute laugh.