Fight starts
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996 GBC, Orario, Heaven's arena~
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"Are you sure, you want to place ten thousand gold on this F Rank, Princess?" An old knight in a private boot asked.
"Did I stutter, Ser Barristan?" A beautiful silver-haired teen replied, her lilac eyes fixated on Kal's figure.
"No, Princess."
"Then be on your way, Ser"
"By your command." The old knight bowed and quickly left the booth, heading for the betting chamber.
"Wasn't that quite rude, Danny?" The last occupant of the booth, a handsome teen with the same silver hair and lilac eyes questioned.
"Oh shut it Egg, if I wasn't strict Ser Barristan would have tried to change my mind."
"Then why are you so adamant on losing ten thousand gold coins." The handsome teen asked but the Princess didn't reply, keeping her focus on Kal who was waiting for the start of the battle.
"Don't tell me you have taken a fancy of the boy." The teen continued with a gasp. "Not that I blame you, he's kinda hot."
"I might have…" Princess Danny answered with a blush ignoring the last part. She knew her nephew had inherited some of his uncle's peculiar habits, but she won't have it any other way.
Daenerys removed her eyes from Kal and looked into the teen's eyes and continued. "But that is not the reason, still."
"Oh really?! You admit fancying the boy, bet all the coins you brought here yet you say the boy is not the reason. Now do enlighten me, my dear aunt, why place such a stupid bet then?"
"Don't call me aunt, Egg, you know I hate it." Daenerys spoke, her tone laced with an unhidden warning.
"Yeah yeah, now tell me." But the teen didn't take it seriously and nonchalantly dismissed the warning before urging her to continue.
Daenerys sighed at her nephew's attitude which was also inherited from his rogue uncle.
'Not that I can hate Oberyn for making Aegon rebellious. It's more entertaining this way.' She amusedly thought, remembering his behaviour causing to stuck lords to always fumble.
Daenerys shook her head before replying, "I had a Dragon Dream." Her words silenced the room.
The handsome teen looked at her, his face flashing with rare look of seriousness.
"You sure, Daenerys?" He asked after a few seconds. "Dragon Dreams are not easy to interpret. They vary subtly from the normal ones."
"Are you doubting me, Egg?"
"I'm not, Danny but you know how dangerous the Dragon Dreams can be, for Seven's sake they are the reason the Targaryen Dynasty has fallen into a situation like the current one, hell even the Dance didn't brought such danger to our rule."
"I know how dangerous they are that's why I only placed my ten thousand coins." The handsome teen became speechless hearing those words.
'Only? What would you have done if you didn't know the danger? Place my own coins alongside the ones Grandsire provided us for the mission?' He screamed in his mind but outwordly just nodded.
"Oh! The match is starting.' Princess Daenerys said bringing back her nephew from the dreamland.
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Kal walked out of the dark tunnel, getting almost blinded by the sudden light. He blinked a few times adjusting his eyes to the light again.
Once done he scanned the arena, his enhanced hearing easily picking all the sounds, though they may not be needed with the crowd literally shouting everything.
He ignored the people cursing him or Rei for betting and focused on his opponent. A fat man with a protruding belly.
The man looked similar to Thor from the God of War games.
'I hope he's not. I'm sure no one here is interested in Thor vs Superman.' Kal thought as he watched the fat man take out a big war hammer from weapon wrack.
Kal himself took a sword from the wrack. He inspected it, swinging it a few times.
'Nowhere near my sword but decent.' He analysed before dropping. For these ten fights, he plans to not use any weapon.
'It's already an overkill with my opponent not using anything supernatural.' He thought, moving to the centre of the arena waiting for the fight to start.
'It seems people are betting more money… the brat really outdid himself. And he says he doesn't know why he got such a skill. His whole personality did a 180 the moment gambling came into the picture. It makes me wonder if the skill affects him somehow like making him more prone to gambling."
*The Battle starts Now!!!* Suddenly the announcer's voice sounded.
Kal's head jerked at the voice. He quickly turned his head to find his opponent froze in a running motion.
Kal fastened his perception of time to normal, making his opponent unfreeze and continue running towards him.
'I don't want to blitz through the whole fight with my super speed. I want to gain some experience. There will be times when I have to fight opponents who can react to my super speed, I can't just become a punching bag once my speed advantage becomes nil.' Kal thought as Bloody Barren reached him.
The fat Viking man swung his Warhammer at Kal, making him duck and roll over. The crowd cheered at the close call as Kal quickly got up just in time for Barren to swing his hammer again, aiming to decimate his head.
Kal dodged again and this time used one of the swordsmanship footwork to appear behind the fat man. He didn't waste time and immediately gave spartan kick at his open back but the fat man jumped forward, narrowly dodging the attack.
"Aye, ya're good, son!!!l" Barren roared before pouncing at Kal again.
Kal took advantage of the big-winded swing and speeded behind Barren again. But it seems Barren's attack was a faint. Rather than slamming it down like previously, Barren used the weight of the hammer to rotate 180 degrees.
Barren's hammer caught Kal's side eliciting a chorus roar from the crowd. But what they expected didn't happen. Instead of Kal getting thrown and dying, it was Barren who staggered backwards, his hammer falling from his shaking hand.
The whole arena got silenced at the sight… well at least the most as some certain stupid fuck shouted.
"Yeah, Aniki!!! Show 'em who's the boss!" Rei shouted amidst the silenced arena, his childlike voice making a tick mark appear on Kal's forehead.
Kal ignored the sudden urge to smack the teen and focused on his opponent who was looking at him like he had seen one of the Ancient Dragon or Demonlord.
Kal sighed which brought the crowd back to reality as they started hounding questions at him. Kal ignored them like he did Rei and appeared before his dazed opponent.
He softy punched the guy intending to knock him out. But soon he frowned as he felt the chest bones of man broke and collapsed.
It seems he underestimated his strength again.
'Or overestimated the Tier 5 warrior without Aura.' Kal thought trying to use the healing spell but due the suppression runes, he couldn't.
Kal's frown deepens. Just as he prepares to carry him to the healer standing near the arena entrance, his opponent forfeited the fight.
His soft and inaudible voice was heard by every spectator through announcement magic.
The healer quickly ran towards him and stabilised his injury before carrying him out on a stretcher.
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