One Fighter Down

"Teleportation?" That was the thought running through Khan's head, as he was enveloped in the flash of light which soon dispersed a second later.

Opening his eyes once again, he found out that he was in some type of dress room, rows and rows of different swords and other clothing material present, majority which are looked more like Earth's knight armour.

FLAASH

A brilliant halo erupted in front of him and from within came the figure of the female Cyrion who teleported him to the place.

"The competition will be beginning in the next 30 minutes. Start preparing if you want to participate…" Elena said pointing to the rows and rows of swords and armours.

"Preparing?" Khan mused with a dead pan expression and suddenly he stretched his hands to the side revealing his Katana to Elena.

"I already have my sword and it's a pretty special one. As for the armour, I won't be needing it…" Khan said causing Elena's eyebrows to crease lightly.