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Posted at 2013-03-02 05:30:45 — Link

Mags paced behind her bars. Small spaces did not do well with her. Didn't help that she was wearing almost nothing. Shorts that barely covered her butt, no shoes (not even sandals) covered her feet. A breastplate that cut off about halfway down her torso protected her chest and kept some dencey about her. Her long hair was braided and twirled into a bun so no one could catch it. Her dagger lay in the small of her back, not that she thought she would need it. There was a good reason she wore little clothing and she planned to make use of that advantage. The roar of the crowd became louder and she breathed a sigh of relief. Surely that mean that the fight was about to start...Right?

Cynthiam leaned against the wall and rotated her shoulders. She too had no weapons on her...Visible ones anyway. This was going to be an interesting fight. She would try to hold back her dragon as much as possible, but no guarantee she wouldn't kill all three of her opponents.


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Posted at 2013-03-02 05:50:41 — Link

Mambo heard the gong sound, saw the bars drop. He sent up a prayer to his tribal gods, praying, not to win, but to stay protected, and to fight to the best of his abilities. That was all that could be asked of him, right? Satisfied, the massive man stepped onto the dirt, immediately taking out a pinch of powder from his pouch and tossing it around him in a glittering blue cloud. He drew out a thin, reedy looking rattle, and held it out.

Kilter staggered into the arena, much to the booing of the crowd. He looked and walked like a drunken man with the jitters, his head jerking to side to side. Glittering golden eyes reflected fear as he took a few more tentative steps into the arena.


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Posted at 2013-03-02 06:02:22 — Link

Mags raced out into the arena as soon as the bars was lowered enough. Forget being in that small space. She was free! Skidding to a stop in the middle of the arena, she looked about her three opponents. Lowering her central body mass, her eyes darted everywhere. Let the fun begin.

Cynthiam raised an eyebrow before calmly strolling into the battleground. She smelled the blood from past battles and her eyes took on a red hue. Looking as the sound of a rattle reached her ears, she saw the fat man with the wizard the night before. Interesting. Very interesting.


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Posted at 2013-03-02 06:15:30 — Link

Mambo smiled at Cynthiam, at Mags, and at the audience as he continued to set up, humming a song deep in his throat as he tossed more colorful powder into the air. A wind seemed to blow around him as he rattled his little toy. He sighed as if tired, and shook his head at nothing. "The fates are not on my side today..." he murmured.

Kilter staggered around wildly, as if oppressed by the boos and the jeers that came from the crowd. He almost ran into Mags, but instead bowled right past her, legs tripping over themselves as if he couldn't stand on his feet.


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Posted at 2013-03-02 06:48:22 — Link

Mags instantly tackled Kilter as he walked past her. Didn't he know this was a fight? Seriously. As her power kicked in, she worked to find a way to use the guy's fears, whatever they might be, to the best of her advantage.

Cynthiam grinned and raced toward Mambo. The witch doctor obviously needed time and time was something the dragoness was not willing to give. Letting out a roar that should not come from any human throat, she leapt into the air and moved her shoulders as if beating a pair of powerful wings. Which, in the dust that blew up from it was indication as it headed for Mambo, she was.


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Posted at 2013-03-02 06:57:00 — Link

Kilter screamed a high pitched scream as he was slammed into, and his golden eyes flared and sparked. In an instant, he was behind her, and his hand slammed into her back with more power than was possible. He staggered to the side haphazardly, as if surprised at what he had just done.

Mambo gave a start at Cynthiam's roar, and winced as he stepped back. His plan wasn't perfect, yet, but then again, it almost never was. He waved his rattle in a circle, bones inside it clacking loudly against each other. A vague form of a wall held in front of Cynthiam, a weak barrier that messed with perceptions. A bit more... Mambo threw another pinch of dust into the air.


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Posted at 2013-03-02 07:29:14 — Link

Mags let out a scream herself as she lunged forward from the force of the blast. Letting out a low growl, she trapped Kilter in an illusion of one of his surface fears. She hoped that would be enough to distract him so she could get in close and dig deeper.

A wall huh? Deciding that she had enough fun and games, she unleashed enough of her dragon power for her wings to show and her eyes to switch over. Dragon eyes were harder to capture in an illusion. Grinning, she let out another roar and dived straight for Mambo.


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Posted at 2013-03-02 07:49:24 — Link

Kilter looked around confusedly, wondering why there were so many insects around. He shivered.  He hated insects, and, although he had thought he had overcome that fear... Hey! Hey! They would't be caught! Kilter's arms and legs were but a blur as he attempted to slap the insects out of the way, but they wouldn't...they wouldn't die!

Mambo shouted out something in his native language and dodged to the side. The powders where he had been standing burst into flame, into sparks, into dust, distracting and showy and annoying. Mambo himself pointed his rattle at the massive cloud that had emerged, and a breathy sigh of spirit shot out into it.


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Posted at 2013-03-02 07:57:01 — Link

Grinning, Mags once against tackled him and tried to keep ahold of him this time. He wouldn't get away again. She winced slightly as his fears started to come across her mind. She always hated this part, but it couldn't be helped.

Cynthiam pulled up to soar above the areana as she looked for some way to get at Mambo. She could care less about the fire; it was the spirit she had to worry about. Depending on the type, it could easily hurt her and everyone here. She hoped that the doctor knew what he was doing as she dove down for another attack.


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Posted at 2013-03-02 08:35:55 — Link

Kilter staggered around in circles, and only the silence of the crowd made this scene different from a comedy play. A rain of quick, painful blows came down on Mags back, and Kilter's golden eyes flashed many times. With a twist and two sharp kicks, he broke out of her hold, and although he didn't seem to have taken much damage himself, he looked quite tired.

Mambo called the spirit back into his staff. It was to harass, nothing more. He did not call upon the strong voodoo unless the strong voodoo called upon him, and today was not that day. He raised his rattle and shook it at the sky, and a reserve of power sent a bolt of lightning through from the sky to him, crossing Cynthiam's flight path as it hit the ground.


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Posted at 2013-03-02 09:00:19 — Link

Mags stumbled back, sure a pair of her ribs were broken. But she had what she needed. Boy. Did she have what she needed. Using the last bit of available energy she had, she sent Kilter into an illusion of his deepest, darkest fears ever. Could Kilter realize in time what Mags was doing or would the fear be too much for the paranoid fighter?

Cynthiam let out a painful roar as the lightening took a course through her body. In pain, she withdrew her wings and landed on the ground. Her eyes flashed a brillant red as she channeled the power from the wings into clawed hands. "You will regret that!" Claws at the ready, she lunged for the witch doctor intending to rip out his throat.


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Posted at 2013-03-02 16:18:23 — Link

Kilter's eyes widened as fear pulsed through him. No rhyme, no reason, just fear. His staggering became more pronounced, and he actually did end up tripping and falling on the ground. His legs kicked and unseeable things, and something about his magic changed. Instead of pulsing through him, it began to spark and spark and spark.... And suddenly, there were five of him, or so it seemed. With the speed he moved at, Kilter determindly attacked Mags from as many angles as possible, feeling the effects of her spell tear through his heart.

Mambo uncorked something with a practiced swiftness and tossed it in Cynthiam's face. He jumped back and ran, his massive bulk moving with a surprising speed, as the liquid exploded as it touched air. 


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Posted at 2013-03-03 08:23:04 — Link

Mags let out a scream and curled up on the ground even as she pushed more of her power through to him. With each touch or attack, Mags was getting deeper and deeper into her opponent's fears and the illusion was becoming more and more real and harder to break. The only question is, who would break first at this point?

Cynthiam calmly tilted her head at the explosion. It that was meant to hurt, maybe he should try lava...Or dragon's fire. That explosion was nothing; all it really did was suprise her for a second. Tracking Mambo with her eyes, she took off after him.


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Posted at 2013-03-03 16:46:53 — Link

Kilter swung around wildly at nothing, thrums of power following his attacks through the air. Where?! What?! How were there so many, and why were they...?! Kilter let out a scream that echoed through the stadium as he began to run. Although it started out normally, he soon picked up speed, and was blazing through the stadium nearly too fast to see.

Mambo looked back and frowned. The dragon was much faster than him... He quickly pulled out another pouch and dropped it, and, as it hit the ground, a nearly invisible silvery dust filled the air. The sleeping powder was potent, and to it, he added an extra pinch of acid, an irritant that would burn when touching anything exposed. Mambo jumped through it before it had spread, and hoped it would have enough of an effect on Cynthiam. 


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Posted at 2013-03-04 00:24:23 — Link

Mags sat on the ground and watched Kilter run around the stadium. She could barely see him, but her power didn't relay on eye contact anyway. Standing up slowly, she winced as her ribs reminded her they were broken.

She ran through the powdered wondering what the heck it did. The acid had no effect on her and she ran through it fast enough she didn't get enough of the sleeping powder to produced its effect right away. Although give it about ten minutes and she would be out like a light. Not realizing this though, she just sneezed as it irritated her nose before continuing the chase. Leaping into the air, she landed on the fat man and grinned, thinking she had this won now.



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