The Arena part 4

As Angus admired the various swords for sale, he always returned to the greatswords. Even from his first visit he had always admired greatswords and felt they were a good fit for him. He felt a light tap on his shoulder, and he stuttered turning around to see an old dinosaur folk female with a gigantic hammer resting on her shoulder.

"Fan of the greatsword huh."

She spoke with a gravelly tone that screamed decards of experience and Angus blushed in embarrassment looking away from both her and the greatswords. Seeing this she smirk and went over to the counter grabbed a wooden stepstool and set her hammer aside. She brought it over and climbed up it grabbing a black metallic greatsword with a dragon engraved on its hilt. She quickly tossed it to Angus who barely fumbled a bit and ungracefully caught it.

He stared at her with confusion in his and quickly went for his coin bag trying to get something to pay her with. Seeing this the old woman smiled and held up one finger and made a zero with her other hand. Angus was confused and shakily asked her.

"Why only ten gold coins?"

She scoffed and got down patting him on the back.

"It's your eyes kid they remind me of my younger years and the youthful fire I lost a while ago, and it's been a while since anyone wanted one of my greatswords so call it whatever ya want but it's your kid just use it well."

Hearing that Angus handed her 10 gold coins and waved goodbye to the old woman who went back to the counter with a smile on her face. Angus made his way back to the arena with his new greatsword strapped to his back and a fierce look of determination on his face. He saw a long line of gladiators for the E-rank league some were seasoned warriors with various weapons tied to their backs and others were newbies just starting out. Angus couldn't but smile and went to the back of the line waiting his turn.

It took about an hour before it was finally Angus turned and he hurriedly approached the arena official. It was a tall male black ant who was much thinner than the regular kind and was wearing a bright blue suit with an axe symbol buttoned on the front. He looked up lazily ad spoke with a chitter.

"Name, Circle, and main weapon?"

"Angus Tuor, 4th-circle, and greatsword for right now."

He wrote it down and pointed to the E-Rank entrance to the left which was a dark brown wooden door. Angus waved goodbye which the official ignored as he greeted the next person in line. He opened the door and was greeted with a putrid smell of sweat, blood, and various other unidentifiable scents. Ignoring that he was able to find an empty wooden bench and sat down with two other large demons. Everyone in there was talking with one another some getting their fellow gladiators pumped up and ready, and others just treating it like an everyday workplace.

It was another hour before everyone was called out, and one by one they went outside and were greeted by the roar of the crowd. Angus relished this and waved the crowd hopeful for today's event. As the gladiators spread out a set of gray gates opened and cages of various monsters were wheeled out with the handlers wearing heavy armory getting scratched and bitten at constantly. Angus started getting himself pumped up slapping his cheeks a bit and trying his best not to get nervous.

As the various cages were spread out a few of the younger gladiators started sweating even more than before a few even started shaking. Angus grabbed his great sword and lifted it up wielding it like it weighed nothing. In the center of the arena, a large blinding light shone and a red draconic folk wearing a crimson robe paired with a long golden scarf floated above. When Angus was a 3 circle he could never make out the exact circle of the announcer but now he could see it, it was a 7th-circle magician.

Angus nervously smiled as he saw more of his purple mana stream out taking in more of the surrounding mana and even some of the monsters. The announcer took in a hue breath and a bright white circle appeared in front of his face.

"Hello Viewers and welcome to the 275th E-league event are you all as excited as I am!"

The crowd roared out with a few lifting up various banners showing respect to their favorite fighters.

"HAHAHAHAH, that's right we're here to see warriors of all kinds fighting and shedding blood for what power, fame, money, and glory in the arena!"

"NO, are we here to see warriors duke it out to our entertainment as they main, knockout, and kill various monsters!"

"NO, we're here to see warriors prove their worth and earn their place in the world, to rise in the ranks and become the strongest!"

The crowd roared out in excitement and so did a few gladiators who raised their blades to the air in anticipation.

"Now without further ado, let's get our handlers out and get ready to release these cages!"

Once they heard that the handlers let go of their ropes and went back to the gate quickly exiting the arena.

"Now say it with me, 3!"

"2!"

"1!"

"Let's begin!"

Immediately all the cages opened and the fighting started and all the gladiators started going after each other. Some were immediately knocked out and a protective barrier appeared over their body. The first to go after Angus was a large red ant who wielded a large battle axe and wore thick leather armor. It roared jumping into the air ready to slam down on him. Seeing this Angus got ready for an upward swing and started spreading his purple mana across his massive blade. As the red ant drew closer he slashed upward sending a strong gust of wind sharp as knives towards him sending them flying back.

"Let's get this party started!"

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