Round #1, Match #7: Merik Dragmire vs Zed Nocrose

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(OOC: If you don't post for three days without a warning, you get a strike. If you get three strikes, you forfeit. If you get two strikes in a row, you forfeit.)

As you enter the arena, you are immediately greeted by cheers of spectators. It's a small arena, square, with marble stone. Obviously not meant to match the grandiose nature of the coliseum, but it'll have to do. Around you are rows upon rows of seats, filled with spectators, watching your every move.

Your opponent stood in front of you. The magic barriers that would protect the audience from you two went up. The barrier was a unique thing. It was in fact, powered by the audience, strengthened by the mana each member had, little or small. Not to mention that the thing was blessed by Princess Zelda herself. There pretty much wasn't a force in the world that could shatter this thing, not without godlike power backing it up.

With that under the way, it was time to roll. The announcer brought the attention of the world to you and your opponent.

"And for our first round, we have... Merik Dragmire, the Gerudo King versus... he doesn't seem to have a title so... the Furball Zen Von Nocrose!"

Another voice chimed, apparently there were two people, so this fight apparently had some form of commentary. Yay.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING?!"

"I believe it is the result of a hylian woman deciding that wolfos were more suitable mates, if the biography is correct."

"Ugh... and we have that.. fighting Ganondorf's descendant. This is a terrible matchup."

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BATTLE TIME, GOOOOOOO!

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THE GERUDO KING
MERIK DRAGMIRE

VS

FURBALL
ZED VON NOCROSE

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[Merik Dragmire]

Merik walked into the arena and gave his opponent a quick once over before pulling off his tunic and tossing it to one of the attendants.

"Don't lose that or I'll have your head when I'm done with the wolf." he growled as he felt the warmth of the sun on his skin, some of the light glinting off the jewels embedded in his arms.

The Gerudo expected that this battle would be over fairly quickly. The Wolfos' claws looked sharp but he looked built for speed over power.

Well if worse comes to worse I suppose I'll have to break out the blades... he thought with a smirk as he cracked his neck and began to limber up, waiting for his opponent to strike.

[Zed Von Nocrose]

Zed had confusingly signed papers thinking he was going to see a awesome show of honor and valor only to find himself standing in the middle of an area with thousands of screaming people " uh oh i think i made a mistake again ... what the I sleep for five minutes and in that window of opportunity you end up signing us into and arena match , what do you have to say for yourself ! .... the guy said i would get close to the action if i signed the papers .... Gah you fool your going to sit in the dunce corner again i will take care of this ".

He grumbled to himself as he pulled his fancy shovel from his back spinning it and then slamming the tip of it into the ground as necrotic energies pulsed from his body his mouth began to glow green from the inside as the ground began to glow in a circle . the process took little time as a figure began to lurch from under the ground covered in a hooded poncho with linen wrappings twisted upon its legs the Garo and its two blades floated around zed their height was similar as its one red eye watched Merik " well Frank i don't know how we are gonna do this but it seems my other half has gotten us in a jam .... so Im counting on you to have my back " Frank the Garo nodded as they watched merik his shovel in hand he pulled his cloak off knowing it would get in the way if he fought leaving him in his tattered leather pants " alright~ this is probably gonna hurt allot" he said to himself as he spread out making a triangle with him Merik and Frank the Garo as the points his shovel in hand readied for an attack even though he would probably have to dodge it .

[Merik Dragmire]

Merik watched impassively as the Wolfos seemed to be talking to itself across the arena.

"When is the damned thing going to make a move..." he growled under his breath as the Wolfos suddenly drew a...shovel. "Well at least it's a weapon...I suppose..."

As he prepared for his opponent to make a move the King was a little stunned to see the shovel plunged into the ground. Just as he was about to end the farce and just slaughter the Wolfos for wasting everyone's time, a mummified figure rose from the ground and turned to face Merik as well.

"Seem's he favors the restless dead as allies, but I doubt that it'll keep fighting once he's gone down and if it doesn't I'll just snap it like the twig it is."

Seeing as neither of his opponents had decided to move he crouched down and then dashed forward in a sudden burst, swinging a left hook at the summoner's head.

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Summary: Ran at Nocrose at x2 Speed, punched at his face with x2 Strength

[Zed Von Nocrose]

Zed had readied himself for something like that as he saw the speed of Merik and just bairly rolled out of the way of the attack , Merik had frightening power and moved like a machine built for death but Zed was not about to go down without a fight no mater how powerful his opponent was he was going to give this fight all he had . As he rolled to his feet Zed attempted to swing his spear-like shovel toward Marik to distract him in the hopes that Frank would be able to land a hit on his exposed body even if frank wasn't strong his speed and agility were good enough for him to get a well placed blow on weak-points would defiantly help in at least standing a chance against him .

Franc began moving toward Merik as soon as he saw Zed roll out of the way of an attack that would surly have devastating the boy as he saw Zed roll to his feet swinging his shovel Frank attempted to remain out of Merik's field of view as he leaps into the air his blades primed to strike .


Zed swings at merik in attempt to distract with shovel normal strength as frank comes in to attempt a back-stab at weak points.

[Merik Dragmire]

Merik was at least pleased to see that the Wolfos had a little training, even if that training was just to listen to instinct and duck when someone swings at your head. Watching the Garo from the corner of his eye, he allowed his momentum to continue carrying him forward before dropping and sliding. Feeling the wind from the shovel as it passed above his head he slid past his foe and swung his arm back full force at the summoner's backside to knock him forward a few steps.

Now lets see how fast the mummy can react... he thought with a smirk as he stood and spun to watch the two.

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Summary: Just remember the five D's of dodgeball: Dodge, Duck, Dip, Dive and... shove-your-opponent-into-the-attack-of-his-unDead

[Zed Von Nocrose]

Zed felt the blow that knocked him forward but little did Merik know that the two were linked in mind but that did not help much due to Frank being that close and in mid air while attacking Frank could not fully dodge away from zed as Frank pulled to the side as one of the Garo's blades cut across the top of Zeds shoulder slicing one inch and a half deep into his flesh as the Garo landed rolling only to leap over Zed to launch another attack against merik .

Zed Feeling the slice from the blades of the Garo as he fell forward and began to roll out of the way and onto his feet as the gash on his arm began to bleed steadily as he launched another attack as well as he used the range of his shovel to attempt to attack Merik with a ranged thrust of his 5 foot fancy shovel .

Nocrose has received a Moderate bleeding wound , Garo launches another blade sweep toward merik's core , Nocrose launches a thrust attack at Merik's hip

[Merik Dragmire]

Not as good as I expected, but still fine... Merik thought as he prepped for the next attack.

Of the two the Garo seemed like the bigger threat and so he decided to go for a little show of force to surprise the Wolfos. Starting forward again he sidestepped the undead's knives and stepped into the shovel's path, one hand closing on the wooden shaft even as he felt the blade slice into his side, a little blood welling up around the edge. With a solid grip on the weapon he spun, trying to sling the Wolfos at it's servant...or at the very least take the weapon away.

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Summary: Sidestepped Garo attack, took minor bleeding damage from shovel (though the bleeding is mostly being held off by the blade still in the wound at the moment), grabbed the shovel's handle and attempted to swing Nocrose loose and / or at Frank with x2 strength.

[Zed Von Nocrose]

Zed felt his shovel pierce into the flesh of Merik but he knew he didn't get very deep as a saw Merik grab the shovel he felt him pulling the shovel with great strength and in an act of desperation Zed pulled out one of his scalpel's and attempted to stab Merik in the for arm in attempt to drag it down his arm as he was thrown away from his shovel and into frank

Frank missed Merik as he saw Zed getting slung toward him he knew he couldn't dodge but he did know that it wouldn't be a fatal blow and would defiantly help at keeping zed in range if he did get hit by him . Frank knew if their was any way of standing a chance they needed to continue with their attacks

Summary: Zed attempts to stab Merik in the forearm with scalpel dragging it with him as he was thrown from his shovel , Frank attempts to catch zed as he is thrown knocking them both to the ground. Frank and zed take moderate smash damage bruising zed and knocking frank to the ground.

[Merik Dragmire]

Merik snarled as the scalpel slashed down his arm as he glared at the Wolfos and spun the shovel around his body.

"So you've got a little bite in you yet... I think I'm really going to enjoy putting you down." he laughed darkly as he advanced towards his foe.

Getting within range of Zed he suddenly snapped out, swinging the flat side of the shovel-head for the summoner's skull.

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Summary: Another minor wound, both are bleeding now. Home run swung the shovel at Zed's head.

[Zed Von Nocrose]

Zed did not have time to react as the shovel swung connecting to his jaw as he yelped he felt the bone begin to shatter and brake as he felt the extream pain that came with it as he went into shock passing out in the posses . Frank stood up once more to attempt a final attack even if his master was knocked out Frank was still alive .

Frank attempted a last feudal effort to lay some harm upon Merik as he swooped in to attack him once more with a blade sweep

Summery : Nocrose is KO with a broken jaw

Frank attempts a blade sweep (( like the attack in majoras mask ))

[Merik Dragmire]

Merik chuckled as he could almost imagine the sound of the bones shatter in the Wolfo's face under the strength of his strike. As Zed went down the Gerudo turned to enjoy his victory (and if necessary beat an applause out of the audience). In his, granted very few, experiences with summoners the summoned creature usually died when it's master was unconscious or killed. So when he caught the faintest trace of movement in the corner of his eye, he turned in time to get slashed across the chest.

"Well you're a resilient little bastard aren't you?" he growled as he dropped the shovel and grabbed the Garo by the neck.

Smiling darkly at the undead ninja the King twisted and ripped the creature's head off, dropping both parts to the ground. Still slightly irritated that he had allowed the undead to get the drop on him he walked over to the unconscious necromancer and gave him a final kick in the ribs.

"It's over, get this trash out of my sight." he growled at one of the attendants as he looked at one of the Fairies. "Get me set up for the next round."

[exit]

[Zed Von Nocrose]

Nocrose lay their bloody and knocked out as his Garo burst into flames as it hit the ground like all good Garo do when they die leaving no trace for that is the way of the garo . He was dragged off by staff and later given a fairy for his wounds . This battle would change him a bit and in a way strengthen him whether it be for good or bad the money he received wasn't bad for just sighing up even if it wasn't his own will .

( exit)